John Mark McMillan
"I Dreamed There Was A Fountain"

I dreamed there was a fountain
I dreamed there was a vein
That overcame the mountain
Like a condescending rain

With love that's bigger than Los Angeles
With a speed that overcame the pain
Of a thousand left hand promises
Made by thieves with their good names

There came a song upon a west wind
That kissed the lips of spoon-fed babes
Though ignorant inside their blessings
But it broke their hearts, and they sang

Come drink this water
Come drink this blood
Come and drink this love that you could not afford

I stood and looked across the waters
Of a great Atlantic sea
I saw my sons I saw my daughters
It's like they had no tears to weep

There came a song upon a west wind
That kissed the lips of spoon-fed babes
Though ignorant inside their blessings
But it broke their hearts, and they sang

Come drink this water
Come drink this blood
Come and drink this love that you could not afford