Neal Morse - My Dream

Woah, let me tell you my dream
Did it come from above?
Woah, can you tell me my dream?
Show me what it's made of

Woah, let me tell you my dream
Did it come from above?
Woah, can you tell me my dream?
Show me what it's made of

I had the craziest dream last night
It stayed with me all through the morning
I poured wine into Pharaoh's cup
And I served it my own special way

God has revealed your dream
Please remember me one day

Woah, let me tell you my dream
Did it come from above?
Woah, can you tell me my dream?
Show me what it's made of

I also had a terrible dream
Of baked bread in three baskets
The baskets were placed up on my head
And the birds came from high in the sky

I cannot tell you this dream
Please don't ask me why, oh

Woah, let me tell you my dream
Did it come from above? (Did it come from above?)
Woah, can you tell me my dream?
Show me what it's made of

And I told them both the way that it is
One will be high
One will embrace the darkness
And they will forget
The one in the cell that told them the truth
One will do well
The other will pay the whole debt
And be dead by sunset

Woah, let me tell you my dream
Did it come from above? (Can you tell me my dream?)
Woah, can you tell me my dream?
Show me what it's made of

Written by:
Neal Morse

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