Jun 20, 2009 23:50
Dreaming, I was only dreaming
Of another place and time
Where my family's from
Singing, I can hear them singing
When the rain had washed away
All these scattered dreams
Dying, everyone's reminded
Hearts are washed in misery
Drenched in gasoline
Laughter, there's no more laughter
Songs of yesterday now live in the underground
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