last night i dreamed i took a walk up cavalry s lonely hill the things i saw with my own eyes could not have been more real i saw up on three crosses three men in agony two cried out for mercy the third man looked at me and oh the hurt in this man s eyes just broke my heart in two it seemed that i could hear him say i m doing this for you i knelt beneath the third man s cross and slowly bowed my head i reached out to touch his feet and stained my hands with red and when i heard him cry in pain i raised my eyes to see the blood spilled from the third man s side and some of it spilled on me the third man wore a crown of thorns spikes held him to the tree i heard him say oh god my god hast thou forsaken me and there within the mighty crowd the ones who mocked him cried king save thyself if thy art king and then the third man died suddenly i heard the thunder roll saw lightning pierce the sky the third man was still hanging there and i began to cry i saw the boulders fall and heard the breaking of the ground then i awoke and though i d dreamed i touched my cheek and found my eyes were wet where i had cried a dream i wished i new i still can hear the third man say i m doing this for you 