dream to dream
all is light
with nothing in between
raise the sails
trim the heat
we'll go on
to where nobodys ever been
let's be ready for the show
let's get there - somewhere somehow
i know...i know....
endless walks
on endless streets
two right hands
and two left feet
outside ourselves
we're coming clean
and then there's this
death in the morning
raise your voice above the crown
raise your arms above the clouds
i know...i know....
if you're cold
if you're lost
if you're whipped
and nailed to a cross
she just flies
into the night
like all good children
that put up a fight
it's a place where we can go
face the sun, face the snow
i know.....i know...
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