Spot Lyrics #4: Inspired by a Lucretia mention

Cold morning
Start of another day
Sleeping through the epilogue
Waking to the sound of rain
Driven to the crossroads
Where value's meaningless
What did you do to my faith
In justice, hope and happiness

Social, economical, spiritual
I'm moving to the house of love

Take my fire
Take my food and water
Forget about those promises
Of social good and social order
Lassoed by the cowboys
Tied down and it shows
Well I'm roping in those bad dreams
And selling off my work clothes

Social, economical, spiritual
I'm moving to the house of love

Gonna take a course of action
To restore my sight
'til the heart of motivation
Is filled with a golden light
They're hiding in the treetops
Tugging at my coat
But the power lines are falling down
And burning in the undergrowth

Social, economical, spiritual
I'm moving to the house of love

As the river runs
Tumbles and turns
You know you shouldn't stay
Or play the game again
But it could be different this time
You may win

Dreaming, dreaming
Dreaming, dreaming lying down

Dreaming,dreaming
Dreaming, dreaming lying down

I'm moving to the house of love

Here comes the dreaming


David Sylvian/Robert Fripp
"20th Century dreaming (A Shaman's song)"
from the album "The First Day"