Dream Awhile
When I have a problem
I know just what to do
I go to bed and dream a while
Something will come through
The sky is ever darkening
My bones begin to shake
The streets of town are emptying
There's no one left awake
Concern, concern that's all there is
The tambour of the day
But when I close my eyes I find
There is another way
When I have a problem
I know just what to do
I go to bed and dream a while
Something will come through
The way to roll is blatant
The air to breathe is clear
My worry bag is vacant
My cookie jar is here
My lady has my back she sings
That everything's alright
So we lay down and sleep and dream
And spoon each other tight
When I have a problem
I know just what to do
I go to bed and dream a while
Something will come through
The sun is beating harder
The drum is playing loud
My father won't take action cos
My father he is proud
My mother moans and locks herself
Into her private room
My brothers cry but I won't buy
I'm not bothered by blue
When weighted down with wondering
The who, the why, the how
Dreamland is where it all began
And where we're heading now
When I have a problem
I know just what to do
I go to bed and dream a while
Something will come through
I go to bed and dream a while
Something will come through
I know just what to do
I go to bed and dream a while
Something will come through
The sky is ever darkening
My bones begin to shake
The streets of town are emptying
There's no one left awake
Concern, concern that's all there is
The tambour of the day
But when I close my eyes I find
There is another way
When I have a problem
I know just what to do
I go to bed and dream a while
Something will come through
The way to roll is blatant
The air to breathe is clear
My worry bag is vacant
My cookie jar is here
My lady has my back she sings
That everything's alright
So we lay down and sleep and dream
And spoon each other tight
When I have a problem
I know just what to do
I go to bed and dream a while
Something will come through
The sun is beating harder
The drum is playing loud
My father won't take action cos
My father he is proud
My mother moans and locks herself
Into her private room
My brothers cry but I won't buy
I'm not bothered by blue
When weighted down with wondering
The who, the why, the how
Dreamland is where it all began
And where we're heading now
When I have a problem
I know just what to do
I go to bed and dream a while
Something will come through
I go to bed and dream a while
Something will come through
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Writer(s): Will Oldham
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