I once had a vision of a perfect life
I had the perfect wife
We had the perfect house and the best kids
I lived in the world with no hate or war

I once had a vision of a the past
Everything there scared me, had to run real fast
This was not a good time
There was no happiness or colors

I had a vision one night
If only things were that right
The vision showed me how to live
If only my dreams could come true

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