Artist: the birthday massacre
Song: the dream
Her fabulous invention
What strange imagination shown
Her glorious intentions
A sea of doubt beneath her own
You're not the first to dream this, little girl
You know it's never happened once in this world
It never crossed my mind that one so young could hope to find
A power greater than my own
She never did what they told her to
They'll never see her dream come true
The edge of revelation
Believing all the stories told
A final moment taken
Before this story's end unfolds
You're not the first to dream this, little girl
You know it's never happened once in this whole wide world
It never crossed my mind that one so young could hope to find
A power greater than our own
She never did what they told her to
They'll never see her dream come true
Now she flies over clouds in twilight skies
Nothing to bind her, no one will find her this high
Far above the rainy weather
All plans have come together
And for the first time she feels just fine
