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What did you dream about? |
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What did you dream about? |
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Silas and |
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BoThey got |
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Tiredand they'll call you once a week |
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Cause it's strange here |
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Know the career |
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They all say they long to reach their sorrow |
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Now that's gone |
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What did you dream about? |
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What did you dream about? |
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They took us in |
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To see their new appartment |
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Thinking we're slow |
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And that our love is meak |
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We'll leave the green , green |
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Cause maybe we'll get out somehow |
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No one thought of it |
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We didn't know |
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We'd seen their last show |
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Silas and |
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Bo they got tired |
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And they'll call you once a week |
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Cause it's strange here |
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Know the career |
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They all say they long |
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To reach their sorrow |
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Now that's gone |
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And you know the career |
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They all say they long |
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To reach their sorrow |
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Now that's gone |
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And you know the career |
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They all say they long |
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To reach their sorrow |
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Now that's gone |
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And you know the career |
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They all say they long |
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To reach their sorrow |
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Now that's gone |
