All Some Kind of Dream

One, two, three, four
 I saw my brother in a stranger's face
 I saw my sister in a smile
 My mother's laughter in a far off place
 My father's footsteps in each mile
 I thought I knew who my neighbor was
 We didn't need to be redeemed
 Oh, what could I have been thinking of?
 Was it all some kind of dream?
 I saw my country in the hungry eyes
 Of a million refugees
 Between the rocks and the rising tide
 As they were tossed across the sea
 There was a time when we were them
 Just as now they all are we
 Was there an hour when we took them in?
 Or was it all some kind of dream?
 I saw the children in the holding pens
 I saw the families ripped apart
 And though I try I cannot begin
 To know what it did inside their hearts
 There was a time when we held them close
 And weren't so cruel, low, and mean
 And we did good unto the least of those
 Or was it all some kind of dream?
 I saw justice with a tattered hem
 I saw compassion on the run
 But I saw dignity in spite of them
 I prayed its day would finally come
 There was a time when we chose our sides
 And we refused to live between
 We rose to fight for what we knew was right
 Or was it all some kind of dream?
 Last night I lay in my true love's bed
 And she lay there close beside
 And we lay thinking 'bout what lay ahead
 And wondering if the sun would rise
 For it seems that these are darker days
 Than any others that we've seen
 Oh, how we wished that we weren't wide awake
 And this was all some kind of dream