Go ahead with your dreaming
For what it’s worth
Or you’ll be stricken bound
Kicking up dirt
For when it’s dark
You never know what the night it may bring
Go ahead with your scheming
And shop at home
You’ll find treasure
While cooking up bones
But the knife is sharp
You’d better watch that you don’t cut your hands
And they covered up the sun
Until the birds had flown away
And the fishes in the sea
Had gone to sleep
Holy Moses our hearts are screaming
Souls are lifting only dreaming
We’ll be waiting some are praying
For a time when no one’s cheating
The sunlight rising over the horizon
Just a distant memory the dawn chorus
Birds singing bells ringing
In our hearts in our minds... | 
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