50 Lions
Come and listen to a story untold.
It was late last night when a dream began to unfold.
In this dream of mine all the trouble was gone.
I had wings to fly. I was soaring up to the sun.
Uh, I had a lucid dream.
Uh, in dreamtime I have been.
And I saw them one by one behind the golden sun:
50 lions on the run.
I didn't contemplate. I knew they were real.
It was magic under wondering eyes revealed.
And their golden manes were dancing to a musical phrase.
It sounded like a distant drum. 50 lions on the run.
Uh, I had a lucid dream.
Uh, in dreamtime I have been.
And I saw them one by one behind the golden sun:
50 lions on the run.
And the night went by. The morning had come.
And somewhere in between this dream will live on.
As long as it is alive I write it in my book.
And now I start my day with a dreamtime hook.
Uh, I had a lucid dream.
Uh, in dreamtime I have been.
And I saw them one by one behind the golden sun:
50 lions on the run.
written by Jean-Marc Hunziker
all rights reserved
SUISA - 2017
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