Dreamer - Thomas Gold, mimoza

I believe in pressing diamonds from the sand

I can feel the touch of Midas in my hands

And I carry it wherever I go

I’m depending on the angels by my side

I’ve been having conversations with the sky

And I call on them when I get low

If you were me, you’d be living the way I do

I don’t get high 'cause I’m already on my roof

So don’t wake a dreamer

Got my head in the clouds

Where the Gods can hear me out

Don’t wake a dreamer

Reaching for gold

That’s all I know

I’ve been dancing with the sinners and the saints

Underneath it are we naked and the same

And we dance again whenever we want

I’ve been rising like a Phoenix from the past

See my colors burning brighter in the ash

And they catch a flame when I’m in the dark

If you were me, you’ll be sky walking in my shoes

Tip toe the tight rope between the sun and the moon

So don’t wake a dreamer

Got my head in the clouds

Where the Gods can hear me out

Don’t wake a dreamer

Reaching for gold

That’s all I know

I don’t see reality

I escape to a place I call home

I don’t bleed red like you

I escape to a higher place

That’s why you

So don’t wake a dreamer

Got my head in the clouds

Where the Gods can hear me out

So don’t wake a dreamer

Reaching for gold

That’s all I know

Don’t wake a dreamer

Reaching for gold

That’s all I know

So don’t wake a dreamer