I'm trying to run from my dreams But they keep hammering back at me I'm torn like a ticket stub But still, oh still I can see These voices keep on screaming And whispering in my ear I cover my head with pillows But still, oh still, I can hear You got the voice So why don't you use it? You got the hands So why don't you play You got the chance You better take it Or all them dreams They're gonna wash themselves away All them dreams They're gonna wash themselves away