Visions and Dreams
And when summer was on the land
He drew his wages and left with an untold plan
Couldn't fight the yearning that was deep inside
And on the wearisome rail did ride
Click clack the sound of a long lost friend
Through the cemetery of nameless men nameless men
And they say young men have visions so it seems
And old men dream old men dream old men dream
He was miles and years away from home
Led by a conviction to search alone
He recalled the glowing blaze of her young eye
Long before the parchment stained with tears was dry
Oh for the wormwood and the gall
And the violet sky just hung over it all hung over it all
And they say young men have visions so it seems
And old men dream old men dream
Old men dream about their life and the way things used to be
Time is on the move constantly
Trust in dreams a hidden gate to eternity
Old men wonder what they see
Wonder what these dreams can be
Time slips away helplessly helplessly
You can smell the sweetness of this life
Frail fragrance of hope before we die
Beauty of the physical is what's inside
A reflection of stars in the pool at night
He grew old was shocked to learn how fast
It's hard to hold what'll never last it won't last
And they say young men have visions so it seems
And old men dream old men dream old men dream
Oh dream oh dream oh dream
He drew his wages and left with an untold plan
Couldn't fight the yearning that was deep inside
And on the wearisome rail did ride
Click clack the sound of a long lost friend
Through the cemetery of nameless men nameless men
And they say young men have visions so it seems
And old men dream old men dream old men dream
He was miles and years away from home
Led by a conviction to search alone
He recalled the glowing blaze of her young eye
Long before the parchment stained with tears was dry
Oh for the wormwood and the gall
And the violet sky just hung over it all hung over it all
And they say young men have visions so it seems
And old men dream old men dream
Old men dream about their life and the way things used to be
Time is on the move constantly
Trust in dreams a hidden gate to eternity
Old men wonder what they see
Wonder what these dreams can be
Time slips away helplessly helplessly
You can smell the sweetness of this life
Frail fragrance of hope before we die
Beauty of the physical is what's inside
A reflection of stars in the pool at night
He grew old was shocked to learn how fast
It's hard to hold what'll never last it won't last
And they say young men have visions so it seems
And old men dream old men dream old men dream
Oh dream oh dream oh dream
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Writer(s): Justin Hart
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