Once there was a very good dream,
when i had it - you'd see me beam.
But all things just had to pass,
and i could only say: alas!
Oh mind, couldn't you just stop to swim.
And it felt like things were going downhill,
oh heart, couldn't you just be still.
They said you could not,
really loose what you had not,
Please heart, couldn't you just chill.