Born into brightness, dreaming from first breath Streetlamps bloom like halos at the edge of sense We fasten names to shadows and call the picture real Then morning lifts the curtain from everything we feel Keep one quiet truth beneath your tongue: The world reflects the light your gaze is on Dreamer, dreamer, choose your colour Turn the thunder into summer Nothing here can own your heart; Light is painting where you are Dreamer, dreamer, draw joy nearer Feed the flame and clear the mirror Love the view, but don’t forget: You are dreaming through it yet Focus the light— Dream it beautiful Rain on the ring road, bass in the brickwork Fear sells futures; now I see how the trick works Blue flash, news flash, ghosts behind the glass— I choose the foreground; let the darkness pass Gold in every fracture, soul inside the off-beat Human in the tremor, alive and incomplete My mind is the lens, my heart decides the view; The dream becomes the colour I allow to travel through When morning takes the world apart No crown remains, no conquered heart— Only breath returning slow And one more lovely dream to know Dreamer, dreamer, choose your colour Turn the thunder into summer Nothing here can own your heart; Light is painting where you are Dreamer, dreamer, eyes wide open Every beautiful thing is spoken By the place your spirit sees— Dream the world you want to breathe Focus the light Enjoy the dream Then wake— And let it disappear
