It was all a dream, pages full of words, running through my head.
I’ve seen fire, and I’ve seen rain
I’ve been hanging around this town corner, out to find the better part of me
I’ve got friends somewhere over the rainbow, a broken voice, and a twisted smile
When the sun goes down, we go dancing in the moonlight
Our dreams are the dreams of real things- that moment in life when you actually feel alive, walking on a dream, beauty in the breakdown.
If you could only see- metal heart- its gone, gone going,
Oh Africa
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