Dreams

(album: Power In The Music - 1975)

I was lost and tossed on a misty morning by a drunken sailor and the genie in the bottle let me down,
I was raised on Cain, in the name of the Father and the Mother and the brother and the other who was never even round,
On a windswept coast with the Black Knight falling I was heard to be calling that my ship and all its crew were going down,
As the sun ran slowly by a childhood rivulet a jeweled King summoned me, commanding that I run and tell the town,
Saw you, saw me, run quickly now,
Run and hide away,
Run and hide today.

In a room in a castle full of faceless lovers I was cut and bleeding and the image in the mirror struck me down,
I was chased and beaten by a well-drilled team of little men breathing colors and abandoned in a coffin in the ground,
As a pale young virgin made a meal of a martyr she was hailed as Holy by the only ones who stood and held their ground,
When a bright Mona Lisa with the eyes of a tiger read a new proclamation I was stricken from her list and never found,
Saw you, saw me, run quickly now,
Run and hide away,
Run and hide today.
Seems they come and go so quickly,
Disappear like sunlight in the evening,
And they may not ever be explained.

Seems like they come and go so quickly,
Disappearing in the air like a breath of wind,
And they may not ever be explained,
And I woke up thinking I was dying,
If you find one hang on with all you got
Way down deep, deep in your soul,
For it may not ever come again,
And I woke up crying like a baby,
Hey yay yay yay...
No they may not ever be explained.