Tonight, within my mind,

Rage a thousand little

Scenes.

They battle to be seen,

By me and me alone.

Each a different little piece

Of history yet to come,

An idea of the

Days of Future past.

The day when I will

Look back on my life,

And examine the good,

And mighty things you and

I have done.

The day when what we

Hope for has all come true.

The day long after all

The future we have now in view.

That day will come,

But what will it hold?

None shall know ‘til that

Day,

The day when we are old.

That day so sweet,

When we will meet

Ourselves by the way.

When looking back,

We’ll laugh and

Smile, and look

Back

On that for which

Now...

We Dream.