| 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... |