Dreaming Man

To sleep perchance to dream
To scream in my dream
I am the ocean, I am the sea
I’m the eye of the hawk, the weal of the tree
I’m in the king and the joker too
I’m the spark in the flame in the words of truth, yeah
I’m in the east and I’m in the west
I’m in the stitching of a kevlar vest, yeah
I’m everything that you see
I’m the words on the lips of Mohammed Ali, yeah
I’m the dreaming man
I can make it real, yes I can
I like to dream
I am the dreaming man
I can make it real, yes I can
I’m a driver, racing driver, debt collector, tester
I’m a priest and a prophet and a man of means
A graphic illustrator, a cartoon animator
A moral agitator, I’m a soldier, a sailor
A doctor, a dentist
A Seventh-Day Adventist
What’s a thief, who’s a liar?
Which is why I’m good
I’m everything that I am
I am a dreaming man
And I like to dream
I’m the dreaming man
I can make it real, oh, yes I can
I like to dream
I am the dreaming man
I can make it real, oh, yes I can
Wake up!
Wake up!
I’m in the morning, I am the light
I’m the body next to you in the middle of the night, yeah
I like to feel your skin
I’m the blood that is pumping from your heart within, yeah
I’m the dreaming man
I can make it real, oh, yes I can
I like to dream
I am the dreaming man
I can make it real, oh, yes I can
I like to dream
I’m the dreaming man…