The Dream
(Oooh, ohhh, Mmmm)
The trade's on.
She drains emotion -
To drink from,
The breast of fortune
Dreams have frozen,
Crystal in the morning
Birthtime rose,
A thorn for coronation.
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All arise from your rest
We'll find enough there to feed you.
Soon you'll belong to the blessed
Spare us your lives while we need you.
Loud, is the music, the crowd is ringing
Out, of my head as the winter marches on...
Loud is the music the sky is bringing
Out of my head as the winter marches on...
Loud, is the music, the crowd is bringing
O
The trade's on.
She drains emotion -
To drink from,
The breast of fortune
Dreams have frozen,
Crystal in the morning
Birthtime rose,
A thorn for coronation.
-
All arise from your rest
We'll find enough there to feed you.
Soon you'll belong to the blessed
Spare us your lives while we need you.
Loud, is the music, the crowd is ringing
Out, of my head as the winter marches on...
Loud is the music the sky is bringing
Out of my head as the winter marches on...
Loud, is the music, the crowd is bringing
O
Sweet Thirteen
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Covered in mud for glory
Belies our sense of fun
Children grasp love of money
Lure of TV shock of a gun
Slather the faint with ointment
With lore and history
Cover the Earth with money
With blood and praise for thee
Covered in blood, in glory
Different in fact in deed
Employ an aged story
A simple life, just and free
Slather the faint with ointment
With lore and history
Cover the Earth with money
With blood and praise for thee