The dream is gone

11 Apr 2022 | Believers, Glory | 0 comments

… When I was a child, I caught a fleeting glimpse

Out of the corner of my eye.

I turned to look but it was gone.

I cannot put my finger on it now.

The child is grown; the dream is gone.

I have become comfortably numb.


Pink Floyd, 1979 in the context of the pop star’s mental breakdown.

Notes from the Compiler


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