| See the photographs strewn around me Looks through the windows, they need cleaning
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| See the lady by the bower
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| Sits there for hours
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| She is dreaming (x3)
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| See the tram cars, see the steeple
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| See the crumbling aged people
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| Walk in side ways through the bushes
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| It’s a nice place
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| If you’re dreaming (x2)
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| Are you dreaming?
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| Heat the bells go, they’re always ringing
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| Take no notice, just start singing
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| A passing melody, a little nightmare
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| It was nothing
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| I was dreaming (x2), truly dreaming
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| I don’t mind what you say, you can say it anyway
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| You can keep on talking for hours and hours
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| Keep on talking, it takes the time away, takes it all away
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| Remove the sadness, keep on running
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| Though you’re old, can’t do no running
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| There’s a rythm stuck inside you
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| You can’t loose it though you’re dreaming
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| You’re always dreaming, though you’re dreaming
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| Alleluia, we’re all rising
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| Running through the fields
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| It’s not surprising
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| See the lime lights, feel the sunlight
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| We’ll live forever
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| Though we’re dreaming
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| Are we dreaming (x5) |