From the recording Pear In The Pink Thing
Lyrics
Poets Dream
Tires screech and tempers tumble.
Motors race and spirits rumble.
Voices flare with violent thunder,
Driven by the spell we're under.
Tell me when did it ever get so crazy?
Tell me when did the perfect sky go hazy?
Let the poets dream
And the dreamers lie awake at night
To listen to the sound of the stars in their heads.
Let the poets dream
And the dreamers stay awake all night
To listen to the sound of all we should have said.
Minutes fly and hours wander
Moments hang and lovers squander
Daylight wanes with chances wasted
Senseless after all we've tasted
Tell me when did it ever get so crazy?
Tell me when did the perfect sky go hazy?
Let the poets dream
And the dreamers lie awake at night
To listen to the sound of the stars in their heads.
Let the poets dream
And the dreamers stay awake all night
To listen to the sound of all we should have said.
Your young men shall see visions.
Your old men shall dream dreams.
Let the poets dream
And the dreamers lie awake at night
To listen to the sound of the stars in their heads.
Let the poets dream
And the dreamers stay awake all night
To listen to the sound of all we should have said.
So many things that we should have said,
Funny how they told you it was all in your head.
Dream on. Dream on. Dream on. Dream on.
© 2007 Cool Spirit Publishing (ASCAP)