(Verse 1)
I seen preachers talkin’ visions,
Sayin’ “God done told me this.”
But their silver tongues are poison,
Turnin’ blessings into tricks.
And the people keep on followin’
Through the shadows and the fog,
But I ain’t bowin’ to no prophet
Who ain’t ever heard from God.
(Bridge)
’Cause I’ve walked through midnight warnings,
Felt the fire in my sleep,
Where the Lord whispers in thunder,
And the Devil comes in cheap.
(Chorus)
These dreams are made of thieves,
Yeah, they break you down to see
If the love inside your heart
Is the man you’re gonna be.
I done traveled ’cross this world
Tryin’ to find what I believe,
Everybody chasin’ somethin’,
Everybody wants to be free.
These dreams—
These dreams are made of thieves.
(Verse 2)
I saw nations fall like shadows,
Beasts risin’ from the sea,
Watched the hungry dream of dinner
Only starvin’ endlessly.
Heard the idols whisper comfort,
But their comfort ain’t the truth—
Just a lie dressed up in moonlight
Sellin’ hope to desperate youth.
(Bridge)
But there’s a Spirit pourin’ heavy,
Yeah, I feel it on my skin—
Sons and daughters speakin’ fire,
Old men dreamin’ once again.
(Chorus)
These dreams are made of thieves,
Yeah, they break you down to see
If the love inside your heart
Is the man you’re gonna be.
I done traveled ’cross this world
Tryin’ to find what I believe,
Everybody chasin’ somethin’,
Everybody wants to be free.
These dreams—
These dreams are made of thieves.
(Bridge)
So if a dreamer comes a-callin’
Sayin’, “Follow after me,”
I’ll remember every warning
That the truth ain’t always seen.
God’ll test you in the quiet,
He’ll shake you in the night,
Turn your pride into repentance,
Pull your soul back into light.
(Chorus)
These dreams are made of thieves,
Yeah, they break you down to see
If the love inside your heart
Is the man you’re gonna be.
I done traveled ’cross this world
Tryin’ to find what I believe,
Everybody chasin’ somethin’,
Everybody wants to be free.
These dreams—
These dreams are made of thieves.
(Final Chorus)
These dreams are made of thieves,
But they teach a man to see
All the battles in his spirit,
All the wounds that need to bleed.
And I’m still walkin’ through the valley
Where He speaks in broken sleep—
Everybody’s lookin’ for somethin’,
Everybody needs belief.
These dreams—
These dreams are made of thieves.