DREAMS OF GLORY
WRITTEN AND COMPOSED BY ANNALENE C NEL-VENTER 2012
CHORUS
There’s a part of me I let no one else see
please come sit down let me pour us some tea
may I introduce you, this is me.
I’m not the state of my kitchen floor
I’m not my family, my man or my job
I may be old, but I still have dreams of glory
I may be old, but I still dream of glory
VERSE 1
Like yesterday I hear my grandmother say:
“Just the other day I was young and unafraid.
Yes this is me” as she hands me down
her box of dreams
“You know what my child life’s but a fleeting flower.
Which now paints the room,
will whither within hours.
I may be old, but I still have dreams of glory.”
VERSE 2
Every day I watch mother at work,
refusing my help, sends me off into the world
her words echoes those of others and
conversations with aunts:
“Your man love, respect.
To your children be kind.
Give to them freely, but take for yourself.
Don’t make the mistakes that I made
in not taking this advice.
Accept good help offered, and my sacrifice.”
CHORUS
There’s a part of me I let no one else see
please come sit down let me pour us some tea
may I introduce you, this is me.
I’m not the state of my kitchen floor
I’m not my family, my man or my job
I may be old, but I still have dreams of glory
I may be old, but I still dream of glory
BRIDGE
“What for you are just beginning –
for me this is it.
So can I ask you just one thing to finish for me:
Life goes too quickly so please fully live it.
Oh, for me, make history.”
Please for me, don’t give up your dreams of glory!
Please live out your dreams,
you were created for glory!
But Mother and Father can’t you see what I do
it’s not what your words teach me
it’s the things that you do
All that you pray me – the glory the dreams
Go on before me and I’ll do the same!
There’s a part of me I let no one else see
please come sit down let me pour us some tea
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