I HAD A DREAM LAST NIGHT

I could feel the nervousness, nausea in my stomach,

It was so real as I could first see my favorite singer before me.

The crowd was roaring as I found myself up there on the stage,

In my sleep, I could hear tender years, where was I at this time.?

Friends and family were there but it was so dark, no faces to be,

All were watching as now there appeared a band, I was to sing and play.

This was my big chance but I could not sing or play this guitar in my hands,

Eyes were on me, now the invisible crowd was everywhere, I was there.

The dark side, Johnny B. Goode was being sung with guitar as I watched,

Within a moment it was I who was playing that guitar and singing with another.

I had a dream last night, was it real, no but the experience was there when I awoke.

Keith Garrett