I know a place not far away
Where all the dreams have gone astray;
Where dreamers are left without hope
Where there’s no way for them to cope
With the sad lives they live each day;
Where alls quiet like the sorrows
For the people in the hollows;
In these hollows where they shall rest
In peace; life’s no longer a test.
In this here place not far away;
Where all their dreams are not astray
Where dreamers are revived with hope
Where there’s a way for them to cope;
The sad, sad lives they see each day.
2007-05-02
17:52:49
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Nemo
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