Judy Collins - Morocco lyrics

I dreamed that I saw you once down in Morocco Your clothes were so old they were new You spoke to the Bedouins in their own language Of silver and crimson and blue They said that your singing had altered their vision And yet nothing really had changed The dust from the desert rose up from your eyelids You said you had conquered the chains The white wind around us, as we stood there talking Was blowing the stars from the sky I said make all the beauty you did long ago And the dervishes whirled while you cried You said ‘Hold me against you, the weather is calling My mind is the color of stone' And I wrapped the green silk around your thin body And knew you would never come home The wind and the sun and the sky in your eyes Was driving you mad I could see And in any language I knew they were saying The future was cutting us free We walked in the desert, your hands were like velvet You told me the reason you'd stayed All of the women whose hearts had been broken Stood naked and cool in the shade The men in the village were called to their worship Their colors had started to fade The shelter of heaven had lifted forever Their eyes turned the color of jade The wind and the sun and the sky in your eyes Was driving you mad I could see And in any language I knew they were saying The future was cutting us free I left to fly back to the place I was sleeping Where all of my dreams had been lost I wrote your name down on the back of a postcard And finally I counted the cost The demons and devils, the saints and the angels Had gathered to show me the view And all of the tears that had come when I met you Were shining and bright as the dew The wind and the sun and the sky in your eyes Was driving you mad I could see And in any language I knew they were saying The future was cutting us free. Free, free, free, free.