in a broken dream Python Lee Jackson
Every day I spend my time Drinkin wine, feelin fine Waitin here to find the sign That I can understand yes I am In the days between the hours Ivory towers, bloody flowers Push their heads into the air I don t care if I ever know there I go Don t push your love too far Your wounds won t leave a scar Right now is where you are In a broken dream Did someone bow their head Did someone break the bread Good people are in bed Before nine o clock On the pad before my eyes Paper cries,
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