when your down on your luck and you've lost all your dreams theres nothing like a campfire and a can of beans
Sing me a rainbow. Steal me a dream.
Their memory's like a train: you can see it getting smaller as it pulls away And the things you can't remember Tell the things you can't forget that History puts a saint in every dream.
Now its raining its pouring the old man is snoring now I lay me down to sleep I hear the sirens in the street all my dreams are made of chrome I have no way to get back home I’d rather die before I wake like Marilyn Monroe and throw my dreams out in the street and the rain make ‘em grow
You're innocent when you dream.
And the earth died screaming, while I lay dreaming.
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