A small alley behind the bar and grill
I must have fallen ill, visions that must not be real
I maybe stumbled and fell to the ground
I heard a sound. My mind spinning around
In a flash, as if I was in a dream
That’s how is seems. Yes, it must’ve been a dream.
In that alley it seemed so real
Asleep? But I could feel, in my soul a chill.
Listen to my dream, or hallucination
Intoxication, maybe, but I have hesitation
If what I have seen is real, I mean really real.
There should be a chill, one you can feel.
Vision blurred, I looked up from the alley floor
The things that were, were not as before
In this dream, I saw a street so wide
Where pleasures hide, and ran to it in stride.
On the street there were many, many lives
Friends of mine, some even had their wives
All seemed as lost and as drunk as me
All carefree, ‘must be good whiskey’
Then a voice yelled, I couldn’t understand
In the shadows, a man, with two folded hands.
Some stumbled down and joined us on the street.
Foolishness to me, why he wouldn’t let us be?
A glow in the distance gave a little bit of light
It was the darkest night, what’s wrong or right
Giving ourselves over to all sensuality
To all impurity, living for the depravity
I had every sinful desire, but only wanted more
Like Babylon’s whore, darkness at its core
The glow in the distance became my goal
An ember of coal, it surely would give rest for my soul.
As I drew closer, I felt warm water washing over my feet
Like the shores of a beach, the water and light I long to meet
Then the yelling again, from the shadows, so loud!
I looked but could see no one now, blinded somehow
Turn around! I heard but could not see.
A small alley, I lay there alone just me.
I was drifting in and out of my head
Was I dead, I was overcome with dread.
“Wake up, O sleeper rise from the dead! Christ will shine on you”
I opened my eyes but still was not awake.
There was a lake, and the ground began to shake.
The distant glow that had been my desire
A lake of fire, my lustful heart a liar
Warm water at my feet was really blood
I saw a judge, a righteous judge
Everyone around me could not see
I began to plea, franticly I did plea
Where I once heard laughter I now heard cries
They would not recognize the deception of their eyes?
I ran through the crowd, begging all to turn around
Like a legion of swine, they were marching to be drowned
I heard a voice and it spoke of salvation
Even if hallucination, better than damnation!
Looking for the voice, I found him beside the street
Light had found me, and my eyes could see