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