Last night, I was woken by my cry
Had a dream just as plain as you and I
Saw the morning sun on a woodland in the spring
Still hear the echo crashing through the trees
Oh, when I saw you down, I fell upon my knees
You and I we were wearing Southern grey
I called to you, but I used another name
I beat the ground, and I cried out in your pain
Through a scarlet door I watched you slipping away
And your brother's helpless prayers were all in vain
Last night, I was woken by my cry
