A third song (3 of 6, in fact) I wrote during this period, once again about the time I wrote this song and this one. The one below, I recall, came out the most naturally; it took the least effort and I think has the most melodic feel to it:
"Dreams Live On"
The thunder had been stolen
But no one missed the sound
A flight of broken melodies
Through lonely night resound
Though everything's been done
And love's a tragic dream
Hold onto every heartbeat
If there’s nothing you believe
chorus
Listen to the voice inside
Find the strength to turn the tide
Even though the magic's gone
Dreamers die but dreams live on
The process takes its victims
That no one ever knew
The wheel it keeps on turning
As you wallow in your blues
A longing you can't fathom
As you play passerby
Is known to fellow strangers
Who worship different skies
chorus
Survivors with no destinies
Await the final lie
They don’t believe in heroes
Who live before they die
You search forgotten corners
For feelings to beware
There's nothing like the dangers
That wait for those who care
wendy lee