Nothing like living a dream
I see what is over the horizon,
Lit by fire and frozen over
Just a dream, a dream
I feel what is coming,
an army of of millions.
Just a dream, a dream.
Countless lives lost, countless battles waged.
Can't they see, why can't they see?
We see the same moon.
We feel the same sun.
Just a dream, a dream.
Take these words my kin
to live a better day.
Live a dream, a dream.
Dream of a better place.
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