[ti:I Dreamed I Saw St. Augustine] [ar:Bob Dylan] [al:John Wesley Harding] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]I Dreamed I Saw St. Augustine - Bob Dylan [00:12.38]I dreamed I saw St Augustine [00:18.55]Alive as you or me [00:23.99]Tearing through these quarters [00:27.36]In the utmost misery [00:33.86]With a blanket underneath his arm [00:39.54]And a coat of solid gold [00:45.71]Searching for the very souls [00:50.65]Whom already have been sold [00:55.95]"Arise arise" he cried so loud [01:01.50]With a voice without restraint [01:07.19]"Come out ye gifted kings and queens [01:12.32]And hear my sad complaint [01:17.88]No martyr is among ye now [01:23.51]Whom you can call your own [01:28.63]So go on your way accordingly [01:34.38]But know you're not alone" [02:23.44]I dreamed I saw St Augustine [02:28.88]Alive with fiery breath [02:34.01]And I dreamed I was amongst the ones [02:39.45]That put him out to death [02:45.51]Oh I awoke in anger [02:50.32]So alone and terrified [02:55.89]I put my fingers against the glass [03:01.52]And bowed my head and cried