I met a man down by the lake
I met a man his name was Jake
He showed me objects far and near
He showed me sights I now can hear
I was lost forever in his eye.
We paid our dues and said goodbye
Hang on to your judgment
Hang on to your dues
Hang on to your present
And what’s important to you
Sleep well my child
Pretty dreams in your head
The greatest ideas in the world child
Come while in bed.
Hang on to them child.
As long as you can
Listen not to voices child
Because dreams make you stand
I heard the sound of victory
I heard a million marches
I saw your kingdom child
Over the golden arches.
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