Leo Kottke

Dream, dream, dream, dream
Dream, dream, dream, dream

When I want you in my arms
When I want you and all your charms
Whenever I want you, all I have to do is
Dream, dream, dream, dream

When I feel blue in the night
And I need you to hold me tight
Whenever I want you, all I have to do is
Dream

I can make you mine, taste your lips of wine
Anytime night or day
Only trouble is, gee whiz
I'm dreamin' my life away

I need you so that I could die
I love you so and that is why
Whenever I want you, all I have to do is
Dream, dream, dream, dream, dream

I can make you mine, taste your lips of wine
Anytime night or day
Only trouble is, gee whiz
I'm dreamin' my life away

I need you so that I could die
I love you so and that is why
Whenever I want you, all I have to do is
Dream, dream, dream, dream
Dream, dream, dream, dream

See them tumbling down
Pledging their love to the ground
Lonely but free I'll be found
Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds

Cares of the past are behind
Nowhere to go but I'll find
Just where the trail will wind
Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds

I know when night has gone
That a new world's born at dawn

I'll keep rolling along
Deep in my heart is a song
Here on the range I belong
Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds
Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds

Drifting, on and on
Moving, on and on
Wandering, on and on

I've traveled 'round this country
From shore to shining shore
It really made me wonder
The things I heard and saw

I saw the farmer working
Plowing sod and loam
I heard the auction hammer
Knocking down his home

The banks are made of marble
With a guard at every door
And the vaults are stuffed with silver
That the farmer sweated for

I've seen the weary miner
Scrubbing coal dust from his back
I've heard his children cryin'
"No coal to heat the shack"

But the banks are made of marble
With a guard at every door
And the vaults are stuffed with silver
That the miner sweated for

I'd seen my brothers working
Throughout this mighty land
I prayed we'd get together
And together make a stand

Then we might own those banks of marble
With a guard at every door
And we might share those vaults of silver
That we have sweated for

Why, why, why, why ...

I really wish I could explain it, baby (why)
It's just the world is kinda crazy, baby (why)
Ain't no pretty way to paint it, baby (why)
Don't cry, dry your eyes


September 11th, I woke up 7 am west coast time, french toast
And my turkey bacon, taking my time, awakin', turning on my TV
To my surprise, saw what everybody in the world saw
Me and my children, images were chillin'
My son said "Daddy, were there people in that building?"
A cold sweat, frozen, with a lump in my chest
I heard his question, couldn't bring it to my lips to say "Yes" to him
That night at my son's side, he cried and prayed
For the one's who died in the World Trade
His palms to God, seeds and qualms with God
He just kept on pressin' me, wanna know why
Then one week later, our bombs were dropped
We seein' them on CNN, they just won't stop
The infra-red images of brutal attack
He said "Daddy, now we killin' em back" (right, right)

I really wish I could explain it, baby (why)
It's just the world is kinda crazy, baby (why)
Ain't no pretty way to paint it, baby (why)
Don't cry, dry your eyes

I really wish I could explain it, baby (why)
It's just the world is kinda crazy, baby (why)
Ain't no pretty way to paint it, baby (why)
Don't cry, dry your eyes

Souls are captured
Dreams are stolen, hearts are broken
Evil blatantly rewarded
Hate surrenders, love exalted
Hope elated, negativity is shorted

Why is the bomb always gettin' the last word
And why did her uncle have to molest her
And why did all them cops have to be shootin' to kill
And why did all them priests have to act so ill
Tell me why did James Byrd Jr. have to be touched
Tell me why did Malcolm and Martin depart from us
Tell me why did that sniper make the little boy shoot
And why does human life always denied for loot
Tell me why did Mandela have to live in a cage
Why did my brother, Sterling, have to die at that age
Tell me why did Reginald Denny deserve his fate
And why the f
ck can't love seem to defeat hate
Tell me why is it so hard for all the children to eat
Why did Pac and Biggie Smalls have to fall in the street
Tell me why did Jam Master J have to go that way
Please, what am I supposed to say to my kids when they say "Why?"

I really wish I could explain it, baby (why)
It's just the world is kinda crazy, baby (why)
Ain't no pretty way to paint it, baby (why)
Don't cry, dry your eyes

I really wish I could explain it, baby (why)
It's just the world is kinda crazy, baby (why)
Ain't no pretty way to paint it, baby (why)
Don't cry, dry your eyes

Can't explain it baby, life is just really crazy
I mean if it's world wars or the life of a little baby
We got more stores than they got rice under Buddha lazy
You live four score and still it be driving you crazy

But for me, I try to see the bright side
Sometimes it'd be like the goodness be tryin' to hide
Then try to flee, but it can't it's deep inside
Sweetie, you be the light for the others, make em believe in God

Souls are captured
Dreams are stolen, hearts are broken
Evil blatantly rewarded
Hate surrenders, love exalted
Hope elated, negativity is shorted

by Leo Kottke
Copyright 1973 Overdrive Music/ASCAP
recorded by Leo Kottke on:
1973 "Ice Water" (Capitol)
1987 "The Best of Leo Kottke" (Capitol)
I heard your voice at midnight
By the river shore
I saw your child sleeping
Behind an open door
The moon was in the river
Shining up from the floor
And the fish swam like moonlight
Through your child's closing door
And morning is the long way home
The fisherman was drowning
By his broken heel
His screams were tiny bubbles
And his tongue made of steel
When he died his teeth made stones
For your lonely child to feel
And his eyes like prayers were quiet
When you heard his tongues of steel
And morning is the long way home
The ghost of ghosts was passing
And the grasses waved like hair
I Knew I'd die forgotten
I'm the whisper of your care
The water would surround me
And my body would despair
But my heart would understand
The door that's closing there
And morning is the long way home