A Song of Peace

Date: 2/28/2021

This was a gentle, peaceful, just a tiny bit sorrowful sort of dream. It was about an audition on a singing show that was either very similar to or actually was American Idol. A man in his mid-20's was auditioning. He told the judges that he would be singing an original song he wrote for his father, Andrew (whose name I only know because it got mentioned in the song). He'd grown up in a polyam household, with 3 parents who had all loved each other and raised him in a safe and happy environment. Andrew had lost his partners at some point, though neither the dream nor the song were clear on how. Even after those losses, Andrew had still been a dedicated father to his son. As sad and lonely as he'd been, he always made sure that his son was happy before anything else. The man auditioning sat at the piano and started to sing. The piano music and lyrics were both extremely clear in the moment. As he sang, images of his childhood would appear. These images were drawn in a mix of colored pencil and crayon, soft and vibrantly colored. Like a mix of stained glass art and a child's doodle. It gave a sense of happy yet distant nostalgia. It matched the song itself perfectly. There were images of him playing with Andrew, of him seeing his parents in peaceful domestic moments together, of movie nights with all 4 of them, of the family all sitting close to each other, of the child sitting on his remaining parent's shoulders to see the world from as high up as he could get. These images were shown when lyrics about those moments came up, and when lyrics that had a noticeable affect on the judges came up the judge in question would be drawn in that colored pencil and crayon style. They'd close their eyes or grip the paper in their hands tightly or start to cry and the image of that would be drawn to match the visual style of the song. Everything felt so meaningful, and the lyrics were so clear, I couldn't help but think "I can't wait to write this down so I can try singing it myself after I wake up." Then I woke up, and the dream stayed but all the lyrics rapidly faded away. I don't remember anywhere near enough to sing it now. Only the feelings of listening to the song within the dream. Frustrating, but that's how dreams go. Until next I wander.