Of Dreams
Wellwater Conspiracy Lyrics


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She said I know you
And I wanted her to know me
She said it's beautiful
And I asked her to show me

We walked through gardens
Where the flowers sang in color
We touched the things that
Are only sometimes touched by lovers

She moves so gracefully
Through silk and satin shadow
We knew of things that one time were only known
With eyes closed

We both caressed the air
And made it sing
She knew of love
She knew of everything

The sun shone down on her
Through clouds of pink and orange
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la

She spoke in words that told of
Things that really mattered




Be kind to rabbits
And have pity on Mad Hatters

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Wellwater Conspiracy's song "Of Dreams" describe a dreamlike encounter between two people who seemingly connect on a deep level. The first stanza sets the scene for this ethereal experience: the singer meets a woman who claims to know him, and he asks her to show him the beauty she sees in the world. As they walk through gardens filled with singing, colorful flowers and touch things that are usually reserved for lovers, they both seem to be transported into a new realm of understanding.


The second stanza emphasizes the woman's gracefulness and their shared awareness of things that can only be experienced with closed eyes. They caress the air and make it sing, and the woman seems to possess wisdom about love and the world at large. The final lines of the song speak to the power of her words, as she instructs the singer to be kind to rabbits (a nod to Alice in Wonderland) and to have pity on Mad Hatters. The song leaves the listener with a sense of wonder and possibility, and suggests that there is much to be gained from staying open to the beauty of the world.


Line by Line Meaning

She said I know you
She recognized me, she knew me well


And I wanted her to know me
I desired her to understand me for who I am


She said it's beautiful
She appreciated the beauty of our surroundings


And I asked her to show me
And I requested her to exhibit it to me as well


We walked through gardens
We traversed through breathtaking botanical flora


Where the flowers sang in color
Where blooms displayed their vibrant colors in all glory


We touched the things that
We palpated the objects that


Are only sometimes touched by lovers
only intimately connected couples ever have the pleasure of touching


She moves so gracefully
Her movements were smooth and elegant


Through silk and satin shadow
Through dark fabric linens of silk and satin


We knew of things that one time were only known
We acquired knowledge that was once limited to a select few


With eyes closed
Without the use of our gaze or visual senses


We both caressed the air
We both touched and felt the atmosphere around us


And made it sing
And turned it into an alluring melody


She knew of love
She had knowledge and experience of love


She knew of everything
She seemed knowledgeable of everything and anything


The sun shone down on her
The sun radiated upon her presence


Through clouds of pink and orange
Through a hazy background of pink and orange skies


La la la la la la la la
Syllables used to create a melodious tune to accompany the words


La la la la la la la la la
Syllables used to create a melodious tune to accompany the words


She spoke in words that told of
She spoke with specificity about topics


Things that really mattered
Crucial issues were the focus of her conversations


Be kind to rabbits
Show compassion to even the smallest creatures


And have pity on Mad Hatters
Have empathy for those who society sees as outcasts or eccentric personalities




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: STEVE MORGEN

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Comments from YouTube:

van1Joyce

Love this song!!! A lot of 60´s in it!!

kataidamashi

Great Band. Thjis songs reminds me the psychedelic sound of the Plasticland.

Bedlamkin

Morgen --revisited

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