Dream Guitar Video (MV)

In a small box room, Mr Doom and Gloom
A mountain of clothes hides a dust-stained guitar
Wipes the particles from each fret
His fingers itch down the neck
A regret of neglect so it seemed
Now, he hides his troubles on the strings

A mile up the road, so the story goes
Persistent brothers where forming a band
But the music, it didn't fly
New directions they had to try
And along came a fool with a dream
Now, they welcomed him to their team

The trio practised through the years
Until this music graced their ears
And now full of ambition, the trio auditioned
For the local battle of the bands
It was here that they found their cosmic jam

Name high on every page, the eyes gaze upon the stage
The crowd grows restless to the start of the show
Faint figures now take their place
An array of light spills their face
Holds the thousands of screams in its stride
Oh, the old faithful springs to life

And they played eccentrically
Their fusion formed this melody
And this fuse of music, crowd optimistic
The songs, the fans ignite
But ripples then fade to night

Wipe the blur away from my eyes
Sit up in bed alone, in this night
Look past the summit of the clothes on the floor
My old guitar still dreams, of a time that will not occur

But then
Dust-stained neck in hand
Joins the brother's band
Strangers watching from the bar
I then strum my dream guitar
So dream, guitar
Dream, guitar