They all say Dreamer 
Come down from the clouds 
They all say Dreamer 
Be part of the crowd 
I have braved the rain for hours 
Catching lightning in a jar 
Sometimes I can't see in front of me 
When I look beyond the stars 
The Weatherman pontificates 
Kings and Crows reciprocate 
A distant storm, the Giant wakes 
With magic from some mystic place 
Too many silent nights and crowded days 
Waiting suddenly to be something 
Like a man born blind who now sees colors 
Thunder sounds and lightning cometh