A Gentle Awakening

Put down the paper, baby I had a dream at dawn A terrible storm blew over Covered up the morning sun Beyond I heard a lullaby So peaceful and serene Next thing I knew I eased into A gentle awakening The people on the city streets The farmers on the plains All walking in the lucid dream While the sky is set aflame They soon will hear a quiet tune So peaceful and serene Then they may too, may ease into A gentle awakening Waiting through a waning moon An unknown masquerade Hear the wounded mockingbird A mournful serenade The people on the city streets The farmers on the plains They're walking in the lucid dream While the sky is set aflame They soon will hear a quiet sound So peaceful and serene Then they might too, may ease into A gentle awakening