From the recording Midnight Dreamer

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Lyrics

Yes I know that I’m a child boozing in the night,
dreams are real and thoughts are pure
and nothing seems to frighten me,
hang on to the knight in shining armour
through the day,
it’s an easy way to see me

Life, you’ve got a finger on me,
if you broke my heart
would you throw it back into the sea,
I think I was happy climbing trees
as a simple child of the world

But hold on, love’s within you my friend,
and nothing, no, can finally end

Yes I know that I’m forever struggling to believe
revelations in the breeze,
and when that crippled old cynic grabs a hold of me,
release the joy that used to be

And don’t go messing with your soul, Michael,
it may sound like writing on the wall,
if you carry out the faith, then something’s got to give,
1984 ain’t a book to be lived,
so don’t go messing with your soul

Moneygod believers worship means as an end,
television magic, governmental planning
big brother trends,
soaked in synthetic curse of things all nice and clean
hey,
there’s a little dirt in everything real

And don’t go messing with your soul, Michael,
it may sound like writing on the wall,
if you carry out the faith, then something’s got to give,
1984 ain’t a book to be lived,
so don’t go messing with your soul

© Mick Greenwood (ASCAP)