Hi, all. Just sharing a short, reoccurring daydream I have when I listen to a particular Queen song called "Nevermore." It's a song written by Freddie Mercury. It has beautiful lyrics, beautiful, music, and a beautiful voice that can easily take any daydreamer somewhere else. I like the song, so It's hard for me to avoid listening to it. I can hear it in my head even if the music ins't on, and I can just sing it anyway. I recommend the song to anyone who loves music and can possibly handle not daydreaming while listening or who doesn't mind daydreaming at all.
Freddie Mercury is a 11-year-old little girl's friend in the daydream and goes by his real name Freddie Bulsara. I am on the outside looking in and the little girl lives next door to him and his family. She's the only friend 17-year-old Freddie has as he is a very eccentric teenager with long hair, bucked teeth, and effeminate demeanor. It takes place during a beautiful, summer night where you can see all the stars in the sky clearly. She is talking to him through her bedroom window across from his. Freddie is singing a song called "I Can Hear Music" with his window open when she goes by her open window to talk to him.
"Keep singing, Freddie Bulsara," she requests.
"Oh, hello, Darling," says Freddie. "Let me sing a song that I wrote that I've been working on."
Freddie starts to play the piano and sing the song "Nevermore." The girl is intrigued while he's singing and playing piano, and her mind travels as she listens.
There's no living in my life anymore
The seas have gone dry
And the rain's stopped falling
Please don't you cry any more
Can't you see
Listen to the breeze
Whisper to me please
Don't send me to the path of nevermore
Even the valley's below
Where the rays of the sun
Were so warm and tender
Now haven't anything to grow
Can't you see?
Why did you have to leave me? (nevermore)
Why did you deceive me? (nevermore)
You sent me to the path of nevermore
When you say you didn't love me anymore
Ah ah nevermore nevermore
The little girl claps when he finishes.
"You have a beautiful voice, Freddie Bulsara," she says. "It's such a shame you're so weird," she laughs jokingly. "Oh, I'm mad as a hatter, dear," Freddie says with a huge, toothy smile he doesn't try to cover up.
This is just one of my reoccurring dreams. I have accumulated a bunch of them over the years. The little girl doesn't have a name, but I tend to use other people's faces for my characters. This little girl is Anna Chlumsky from the 1991 movie "My Girl." i plan on sharing other daydreams I have, too. I think sharing them will help.