[thoth87]

Dreamer
you know you are a dreamer
but can you put your hands in your head Oh no
I said Dreamer
you're nothin' but a dreamer
but can you put your hands in your head Oh no

I said Ahhhhh
what a day, a year, a life it is
you know
well you know
you had
it comming to you
now
there's not
alot I can do

Dreamer
you're nothin' but a dreamer
but can you put your hands in your head Oh no

I said Ahhhhh
what a day, a year, a life it is
you know
well you know
you had
it comming to you
now
there's not
alot I can do

you can see something

if I can see something
you can be anything you want boy
if I can be someone
you can be anyone celebrate boy
well if I can do something
you can do something
if I can do anything
can you do something Out of this world?

Dreamer
you know you are a dreamer
but can you put your hands in your head Oh no
I said Dreamer
you're nothin' but a dreamer
but can you put your hands in your head Oh no

Oh no

[nightbeest77]

Very interesting, might i inquire as to the hidden meaning? (yes i'm joking)

Excellent point made in your song there, i highly reccomend getting it performed.

[thoth87]

Unfortunately it's not mine. it's by Supertramp. I thought it alot of bearing to what's been getting discussed lately.

[nightbeest77]

That it does, its one of those songs that seems to hit perception on the head meaningwise, I need to root for a few songs myself.

[Sky]

i love that song

[transport22]

Lyrics I dig from U2, James, & Eno/Cale. Enjoy!

ACROBAT~U2

Don't believe what you hear
Don't believe what you see
If you just close your eyes
You can feel the enemy
When I first met you girl
You had fire in your soul
What happened your face
Of melting in snow
Now it looks like this


And you can swallow
Or you can spit
You can throw it up
Or choke on it
And you can dream
So dream out loud
You know that your time is coming 'round
So don't let the bastards grind you down


No, nothing makes sense
Nothing seems to fit
I know you'd hit out
If you only knew who to hit
And I'd join the movement
If there was one I could believe in
Yeah I'd break bread and wine
If there was a church I could receive in
'cause I need it now


To take a cup
To fill it up
To drink it slow
I can't let you go
I must be an acrobat
To talk like this
And act like that
And you can dream
So dream out loud
And don't let the bastards grind you down


Oh, it hurts baby
(What are we going to do now it's all been said)
(No new ideas in the house and every book has been read)


And I must be an acrobat
To talk like this
And act like that
And you can dream
So dream out loud
And you can find
Your own way out
You can build
And I can will
And you can call
I can't wait until
You can stash
And you can seize
In dreams begin
Responsibilities
And I can love
And I can love
And I know that the tide is turning 'round
So don't let the bastards grind you down


BORN OF FRUSTRATION~James

All this frustration
I can’t meet all my desires
Strange conversation
Self-control has just expired
All an illusion
Only in my head you don’t exist
Who are you fooling
Don’t need a shrink but an exorcist

Show me the movie
Of who you are and where you’re from
Born of frustration
Caught up in the webs you’ve spun
Where’s the confusion
A vision of what life is like
Show me the movie
That doesn’t deal in black and white

Stop stop talking about who’s to blame
When all that counts is how to change

All this frustration
All this frustration
Who put round eyes on a butterfly’s wings
All this frustration
All this frustration
Who gave the leopards spots and taught the birds to sing
Born of frustration
Born of frustration

I’m living in the weirdest dream
Where nothing is the way it seems
Where no one’s who they need to be
Where nothing seems that real to me
What can we build our lives upon
No wall of stone, no solid ground
The world is spinning endlessly
We’re clinging to our own beliefs
Born of frustration!


SPINNING AWAY~Brian Eno/John Cale

Up on a hill, as the day dissolves
With my pencil turning moments into line
High above in the violet sky
A silent silver plane - it draws a golden chain

One by one, all the stars appear
As the great winds of the planet spiral in
Spinning away, like the night sky at Arles
In the million insect storm, the constellations form

On a hill, under a raven sky
I have no idea exactly what I've drawn
Some kind of change, some kind of spinning away
With every single line moving further out in time

And now as the pale moon rides (in the stars)
Her form in my pale blue lines (in the stars)

And there, as the world rolls round (in the stars)
I draw, but the lines move round (in the stars)

There, as the great wheels blaze (in the stars)
I draw, but my drawing fades (in the stars)

And now, as the old sun dies (in the stars)
I draw, and the four winds sigh (in the stars)