I dreamed a dream in time gone by
When hope was high and life was living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving
Then I was young and unafraid
And dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid No song,
no song,
no wine untasted
But
the tigers come at night With their voices of death's thunder
As they tear your hope apart As they turn your dream to shame
Still I dreamed she'd come to me
That we would live the
years together
There,
out in the darkness A fugitive running
Fallen from God,
fallen from grace God be my witness
I never shall yield Till we come face
to face Till we come face to face
He knows his way in the dark But mine is the way of the Lord
And those who follow the path of the
righteous Shall have their reward
And if they fall as Lucifer fell The flame,
the sword
And so it must be For so it is written On the doorway
to paradise That those who falter and those who fall
Must pay the price
Lord, let me find him That I may see him
Save behind bars I will never rest Till then,
least I swear
Least I swear by the stars
Look down and see the beggars at your feet
Look down and show some mercy if you can
Look down and see the sweepings of the street Look down,
look down upon your fellow man
How do you do?
My name is Gavroche These are my people,
here's my badge
Not much to look at,
nothing posh Nothing that you'd call up to scratch
This is my school,
my high society Here in the slums of Saint-Michel
We live on crumbs of humble piety Tough on the teeth,
but what the hell?
Think you're poor,
think you're free Follow me,
follow me
On my own,
pretending she's beside me
All alone,
I walk with her till morning
Without her,
I feel her arms around me
When I lose my way,
I close my eyes and she has found me
And I know it's only in my mind
That I'm talking to myself and not to her
And although I know that she is blind Still I say,
there's a way for us
I love her,
but when the night is over
She is gone,
the river's just a river
Without her,
the world around me changes The trees are barren everywhere,
the streets are full of strangers
Do you hear the people sing?
Singing a song of angry men
It is the music of a people who will not be slaves again
When the beating of your heart echoes the beating of the drums
There is a life about to start when tomorrow comes
Will you join in our crusade?
Who will be strong and stand with me?
Beyond the barricade,
is there a word you long to see?
Then join in the fight,
then we'll give you the right to be free
Do you hear the people sing?
Singing a song of angry men It is the music of a people who will
not be slaves again When the beating of your heart echoes the beating
of the drums There is a life about to start when tomorrow comes
Do you hear the people sing?
Singing a song of angry men It is the music of a people who will
not be slaves again When the beating of your heart echoes the beating
of the drums There is a life about to start when tomorrow comes