All we have are dreams written by Alan.s.Robinson A small boy stands by a deep dark pool Just thinking, thinking All of these stones that I throw in Keep sinking, sinking One of these days I’ll learn to swim I’ll hold my breath and I’ll dive in I’ll find them all and gather them in I’ll bring them all back and begin again Swimming with the tadpoles and the sticklebacks Just seeking, seeking. An old man stands by a deep dark pool Been drinking, drinking Takes another nip from his old hip flask Starts thinking, thinking Where are my friends, where is my wife Where are my dreams where is my life Where are the years of fat and famine Gather them in and begin again Drowning in his memories and looking back Just weeping, weeping. And all we have are dreams And all we have are dreams And all we have are dreams We have our dreams Light lays low on a deep dark pool Time creeping, creeping Cast another stone, another tear, another fool Life’s fleeting, fleeting Stars they live and die and I Am no more no less blessed by The light that loves the life it finds And binds it to the march of time I’m holding my breath and closing my eyes And diving, diving