John Vanderslice - Keep The Dream Alive Lyrics
one, two, three, five,the night is only half alivethe curtains blow the frightened tress,they line the moonlit windy beachfour five six seven,my dreams never touched on heaven,they come, they stream they laugh they bleed,they drop me off in a thicket of reedskeep the dream alivea boy, a dog, the dunes, the sea,he stands in a thicket of reeds,no food, cell, or GPS,I watched him weeping from the trees"the sea is only half alive,help me find my campsite," he saidkeep the dream aliveI dreamed he found his way back there,the campsite though was stripped out bare,the night was only half-aliveskinned racoons hung from a linefor men there is no turning back,they all had left with coonskin caps,the embers smoked and barley glowed,he gathered wood and started his own firekeep the dream alive