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		Wind's flowingclouds 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 12:50.
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