In My African Dream
Clegg Johnny Lyrics

Something broke the place where the rain is born
The source of life has been disrupted, affecting the balance of nature.

Something stole the promise from the light of dawn
Hope has been taken away from the start of a new day.

People, people were everywhere struggling to get their share
Everyone is competing for their own slice of resources, resulting in unrest.

Honest cruelty in the eyes of the innocent
Even those who are pure-hearted can inflict harm through their actions.

Squeezing one more harvest from this tired earth
The land is overworked and exhausted, but people continue to exploit it for their needs.

They call to you, but the wind just blows away their words
Voices are lost and unheard in the chaos of the world.

Didn't believe in miracles, didn't believe you'd come
The singer lacked faith in the possibility of positive change.

Didn't see any reason to carry on
The artist was hopeless and lacked purpose.

Chorus: But in my african dream, you touched my face
Divine intervention brought the artist a sense of comfort and connection.

Raised up my children and gave them grace
The artist's offspring were gifted with virtues.

In my african dream you wiped away my tears
The singer was relieved of their pain and sorrow.

And whispered the promise of a thousand years
The divine presence gave hope for the future.

Children with eyes like souls ready to fly
The singer observes young individuals with bright potential.

Looking at me -- for some kind of sacred sign
The youth seek guidance and purpose from their elders.

Who will teach the young, the names of the ancient ones
The singer ponders who will pass on the knowledge of ancestry and tradition.

Who will tell them from whence they come
The artist wonders who will provide insight about origins and heritage.

I have no answer, don't even have a prayer
The artist is at a loss for solutions and cannot even rely on prayer.

All I can do is close my eyes and hope that you will be thre
The singer holds onto the possibility of divine intervention.

In my african dream you blessed the rain
A supernatural force granted a fruitful season of precipitation.

Let me stand proud, eased the pain,
The divine presence lifted the burden of suffering and granted a sense of self-worth.

You raised me up,
The artist was elevated and uplifted.

Gave me love, filled my cup.
The artist received love and was fulfilled emotionally.

Old man sits in the shade of the thorn treee
An elderly individual finds solace in a harsh environment.

He says "these thorns are all that are true
The old man reflects on the hardships of life.

Life is suffering, suffering is life,
The old man acknowledges the inherent struggle of existence.

Be happy with the small things that come to you
The old man advises gratitude and contentment with modest blessings.

They will come to you, come to you."
The old man implies that blessings will eventually come, but one must be patient.