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I had a conversation with my Dad when I was about 24 where he told me I was ‘living in a dream world’. That conversation led me to believe that my Dad didn’t really understand me and, perhaps he didn’t, but, before he died in 2016, we had come to accept our differences. I hope he would be proud of me now.
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“You’re living in a dream world,” he said,
“this talk of being an artist,
It’s all in your head”
And I wondered what it was you meant
Were you saying my dreams were a waste of time?
That I should give up on them?
I can only hope that I,
Made it clear between you and I,
That I’m Still Dreaming
Tried to live by your advice,
Flitting around from job to job,
Trying to build some kind of life
But when I lay in bed at night,
And allowed my dreams to visit me,
I knew that things were not right
I can only hope that I,
Made it clear between you and I,
That I’m Still Dreaming
It’s not your fault you didn’t comprehend,
We’re just different kinds of men,
Particularly when it comes to dreaming
But something changed and I’m not sure when,
But when I came to visit you,
You’d say “Play Anji, Ben”
And maybe it was that the time had come,
That you could see me as my own man,
And not only as your son
I can only hope that I,
Made it clear between you and I,
That I’m, Still Dreaming
You finally came to watch me play,
Closed your eyes and took her hand,
Let your pain drift away
And I played guitar at your bedside
As the nurses made you comfortable
As your time passed you by
I can only hope that I,
Made it clear between you and I,
That I’m, Still Dreaming
I can only hope that I,
Made it clear before you died,
That I’m, Still Dreaming
That I’m, Still Dreaming, That I’m Still Dreaming
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