Somewhere over the rainbow by Katherine McPhee,

to all sweet infants taking your steps, brave as they be!

Take faith, and find hope in those who believe in you.

When you wish upon a star

Makes no difference who you are

Anything your heart desires

Will come to you

If your heart is in your dreams

No request is to extreme

When you wish upon a star

As dreamers do

Fate is kind

She brings to those who love

As sweet fullfillment of their secret drowns

Like a boat out of the blue

Fate steps in and see's you through

Moma when you wished upon a star

Your dreams come true

Somewhere over the rainbow

Way up high

There's a land that I heard of

Once in a lullaby

Somewhere over the rainbow

Skies are blue

And the dreams that you dare to dream

Really do come true

Some day I'll wish upon a star

And wake up where the clouds are far behind me

Where troubles melt like lemondrops

Away above the chimney tops

That's where you'll find me

Somewhere over the rainbow

Bluebirds fly

Birds fly over the rainbow

Why then, oh why can't I?

Some day I'll wish upon a star

And wake up where the clouds are far behind me

Where troubles melt like lemondrops

Away above the chimney tops

That's where you'll find me

Somewhere over the rainbow

Bluebirds fly

Birds fly over the rainbow

Why then, oh why can't I?
If happy little bluebirds fly

Beyond the rainbow

Why, oh why can't I?

And now, I present to you a massive dump of songs to appease the souls of those whose dreams/aspirations have not yet been actualised.

I swear i was very convinced for a period of time that i was so overrrrrrr the grieving period of not being able to do what i really wanted to do after all these years of studying things i didn't exactly LOVE. I thought the wounds were almost, healed, or better, gone.

Well, to the delightful reader of mine, you can laugh at my deluded mind now. It is concluded, after the bouts of events that happened recently, I HAVE NOT YET FINISHED MY GRIEVING.

RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

I am extremly happy that mr.reallysuperdupertalented got into berklee. goodness. Words cannot even START to describe the happiness and relief i felt for this friend I barely know for a year. Gosh, he'll be growing so much in berklee next year! (: Achieving the goals he would have as a musician, absorbing everything he could probably absorb in the years in the musical world.

And then I look at my feeble attempts months back to persuade those around me to let me TRY, even. Strong resistance i agree, but i believe if i did want it badly, it would've been possible. Now, i blame my weak determination for not pushing a tad harder, just a bit more. Maybe it would've worked.

So many maybe's, so many if's... and there can be so many regrets.

OK. done with my self-indulgent post. I'm done with wallowing in all this self-pitying. I'm done with the shit. now to move on.

Will think of something. Will do something.

I can only hope that my strength can see me through future stronger resistance when time passes. I can feel it in my bones.

I like somewhere over the rainbow. Its sadly... happy? Makes one feel like a small child. Makes one feel like, its possible, as far as dreams might be...

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"...And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true..."

I think thats something all of us should tell ourselves and each other everyday. EVERY SINGLE DAY.

For we humans, are forgetful. The hope we once had in ourselves, burning strongly within the depths of our hearts might unknowingly be weaning by the cold winds of reality that beat into our strongfolds time and again. The relentless gloating, or "lack of faith" coming from people you hold close to your heart might have tore down, shred after shred, of passion that one might have built for ages.

THEY, will never realise how big an effect their words/ actions might have on one's belief in themselves.

They won't realise as well that the part of us that carries these dreams, is akin to a little infant. For all infants are pure at heart, intentions coming straight from one's inclination. But along with this pure raw passion comes the fact that infants are also taking strides of a just-born. Unsure, wavering steps they take step by step.

They need some confidence as well, from the outside.

They do, they really do.

So if you are taking the baby steps, oh lil infant, and are unsure now of the steps you are taking, as no one has seen your brave steps forward to walk, do not fear.

For now, remember that many others are taking their unsure steps to pursueing their dreams. And should others shaken your resolution, place you in self-doubt, remember you are not alone.

Should you not be able to find this confidence from people you hold close to your heart, listen for the steps that the rest of the sweet children take.

Find faith in their hope.

Find comfort in their footsteps, that you're not alone.

Find the torch to set your passion ablaze once again.

For you know, deep down that. the tears you've wept when you took your steps, the joy you feel with each step you take, the dreams that you've dreamt, in fact, are somewhere over the rainbow.