I Dreamed Of Moses - Ezra Furman, The Harpoons

I dreamed of Moses

He wanted to put my hair into cornrows

I said, I thought you were born way before

Those came into fashion

He said, don’t be silly

Your dreams never follow the chronology of history

And the purpose of dreams is still quite a mystery

Even to me

So I pulled up a lawn chair

Took of my sword and shield and I laid 'em right down there

He braided my hair in the shade of a bare branch

Of a beautiful sycamore tree

You people are singing to me

'Cause God never speaks in his own voice, you see

You people are singing to me

And your song says what it says

I was born for singing

At the top of my lungs over church bells ringing

And bringing confusion to those disillusioned

By fighting against the mainstream

We were born for dying

Short time to prepare for long time in the sky and

No matter what you believe you must admit

Some things are not like they seem

And when Moses finished

He stared at me hard with a squint and a grimace

Said, You look so damn good that I’m mad this isn’t real life

And it’s just a dream

You people are singing to me

'Cause people are more than just drops in the sea

You people are singing to me

And your song says what it says

I woke up from dreaming

And I stepped out my door onto landscape a-gleaming

A man came right up to my door just to hand me a pamphlet

About jews for Jesus

The world is so narrow

And I walk down the sidewalk heel-to-toe, heel-to-toe

Walking a tightrope and nothing is real below

Heel-to-toe 'til the next platform

I may be wrong

But someone above me tossed down this song

With a long introductory letter that I never quite found

The time to read

You people are singing to me

'Cause God never speaks in his own voice, you see

You people are singing to me

And your song says, Ezra

Get yourself free

Get yourself free

Get yourself free