your dreams are real.....

[fifthdream]

This song..... I spent three days tracking it down again. I have it on cassette, but right now, i don't have easy access to a player. It's quite possibly one of the best songs ever, and definitely one of my very favorites. It's "Dewy Fields" by Bel Canto. If you haven't heard it, hear it. Seriously.

This song makes me think, about a lot of things. Not just the fact that it's great and beautiful song in itself, or the lyrics, but also because of the way it was introduced to me. The discovery of this song has a story behind it, which will NOT be shared here. Not because it's anything strange... well, that's not 100% true... but just because it's *my* story, and i want to keep it that way. :) One other person knows the story, the one who first gave me the song, and she probably wouldn't know that i think of any of it as "a story", and she probably has no idea that i feel so strongly about this particular song or that in some way it's important to me, but i thank her dearly for it.

Anyway, that's not important to *you*, but i do want you to hear this song, however you can.

...And this may be the only place that you can find the actual accurate (or near-accurate) lyrics on the entire 'net, because every single site with the lyrics has them exactly the same, and very wrong, and even have the same typo of the word "catching" as "catchine". o.o

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Go...
Go to seek and find
what you're hoping for.
Come...
The treasure is yours.
You're running out of
time.

When morning comes,
your dreams are real.
In dewy fields
your trace is left behind.
...Behind...

So very little time...
So very little hope...
But you're looking for someone
while the rain is falling down.
Looking, seeking...
You're searching for someone.....

When morning comes,
your dreams are real.
In dewy fields
your trace is left behind.
...Behind...
...Behind...

So very little time...
So very little hope...
But you're looking for someone
while the rain is falling down
Looking, seeking...
You're searching for someone.
You're crossing dewy fields.
You're walking in the woods.
There is someone catching up,
they are watching over you.
Keeping
secret
your precious thing...

Your treasure
is your enemy.
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