a real dream is:
can you contain a flame in a drop of rain?
i walk and roam
till my feet are stone
throwin life away like so much clay from a buried bone
till a hand from up the sky
and a glimmer in a great big tearing up eye!
im watching the waves on the riverside
in the dark blue light of a starless night
the water like smoke gliding over the stone
calling me its own
when in my life did i ever say the word wrong
the sky is dark but the river remains strong
those are the kisses of love
the tiny ones
fluttering everywhere
on your neck, on your shoulder
those were the kisses of love
and she brought you those
a real dream is:
can you contain a flame in a drop of rain?
it sure led me far away
like a strobe in the night
and i ran there, i ran there full tilt alright
cause im watching the waves on the riverside
in the dark blue light of a starless night
the water like smoke gliding over the stone
calling me its own
when in my life did i ever say the word wrong
the sky is dark but the river remains strong