hours, minutes, seconds
get washed away
in a sea of blood and tears,
with which I smother all hope and fear.
I burn my days:
hours, minutes, seconds
get torched away
in a fire of lost years
until there is no other,
for I will not be here...
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Life... is a dream. And we are dreamers:
ResponderEliminarDreamer, you know you are a dreamer
Well can you put your hands in your head, oh no!
I said dreamer, you're nothing but a dreamer
Well can you put your hands in your head, oh no!
I said "Far out, what a day, a year, a life it is!"
You know, well you know you had it comin' to you,
Now there's not a lot I can do.
;)