Thursday 16 April 2009


She can sing! No doubt about it...

This performance has become a phenomenon in just a few days - and why? She represents the buried dream/beauty, hidden under outward appearances and "killed by life," as the words of the poignant song so represent. Yet here she is and we are immediately struck by her gift and her soul. She's never been on a date, never been kissed, has been bullied all her life. So she sings with her whole being.

At a time when all about us seems veneered in ugliness and decline, she reminds us to never, ever, let the dreams we dream die.

Here are the words:

I dreamed a dream in time gone by
When hope was high
And life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving.

Then I was young and unafraid
And dreams were made and used
And wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung
No wine untasted.

But the tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hope apart
As they turn your dream to shame.

And still
I dream he'll come to me
That we will live our lives together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms
We cannot weather...

I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I'm living
so different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed
The dream I dreamed.

No comments: