Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Street of Dreams’ by Abbey Lincoln. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of Abbey Lincoln or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Midnight, you heavy laden, it’s midnight
Come on and trade in your old dreams for new
Your new dreams for old
I know where they’re bought
I know where they’re sold
Midnight, you’ve got to get there at midnight
And you’ll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street of dreams
Love laughs at a king
Kings don’t mean a thing
On the street of dreams
Dreams broken in two can be made like new
On the street of dreams
Gold, sliver and gold
All you can hold is in the moonbeams
Poor, no one is poor
Long as love is sure
On the street of dreams
Midnight, look at the steeple, it’s midnight
Unhappy people, it’s ringing with joy
It’s ringing with cheer
‘Cause yesterday’s gone
Tomorrow is near
Midnight, the heart is lighter at midnight
Things will be brighter the moment you find
More of your kind
Smiling on the street of dreams
Love laughs at a king
Kings don’t mean a thing
On the street of dreams
Dreams broken in two can be made like new
On the street of dreams
Gold, sliver and gold
All you can hold is in the moonbeams
Poor, no one is poor
Long as love is sure
On the street of dreams