Wind's flowing
clouds are crawling
at the ceiling of the sky
oh why, oh why
must I live
in this now
in this rotten land
with his insane rules
where people are
like machines
who don't look at the sky
and ask themselves
why?
go back
to a time, at a place
where dreams were
really dreams
of love
of fear
of hope
we can't dream here
not anymore
these things are lost
But the sky
can answer
you why
when you look up
to the it
sometimes you can see
those dreams crawling
and flowing in the wind
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In my mind, in the castle where I am the king, I'll build up my arms untill I cross my borders to conquer the world, on my one way crusade...
Laatst gewijzigd op 04-10-2002 om 11:50.
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