Dreamers

Blessed are those who dream That's what my grandmother taught me Blessed are those who dream That's what my grandmother taught me If you're in this game to make money If you're doing this to get laid If you just aspire to be famous Any patronage will lose patience If you're in this game to 'get bitches' If your motive is to get paid You will end up living a fable That no crowd will ever enable Because we're born with truth For some it never dies They're trying to show you something You might recognise Who knows where these things come from Our ancestral lines? Don't judge them by your standards The dreamers need to shine The dreamers need to shine The dreamers need to shine The dreamers need to shine The dreamers need to shine It doesn't rack up many zeroes And it doesn't ignite much change But if I were to stop making music Well I'd lose all sense of self again And the world doesn't give a shit about that But it might like my hundredth song And we could also fail our safe bets So we might as well take our shots Because we're born with truth For some it never dies They're trying to show you something You might recognise Who knows where these things come from Our ancestral lines? Don't judge them by your standards The dreamers need to shine In her darkest hour she asked me Are you real? It hurt, but at the time I don't think I was In her darkest hour she asked of my soul Are you real? Dream on, dream on Work on your dream You can dream on, dream on If you work on your dream Put me in my place, erase the past And cast me a bit part or a star And still I will run with others Who make dreams