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//// Another dead day done Another day denying That we do not know how To dream anymore // Once more the girl Gags on her own lies And falls down broken Onto the street // She cries and cries But she gets no sympathy // The hours spin reality above our heads lonely children call our names out loud // Still we try maintain our fantasy • • The girl lies broken ( so she does say ) The passersby Simply laugh at her And go on their way // The dead day done perhaps the girl shall rise Perhaps she'll have a light in her eyes Perhaps perhaps A lot of things // But She don't know how to dream anymore
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May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 9:07 PM UTC
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//// Another dead day done Another day denying That we do not know how To dream anymore // Once more the girl Gags on her own lies And falls down broken Onto the street // She cries and cries But she gets no sympathy // The hours spin reality above our heads lonely children call our names out loud // Still we try maintain our fantasy • • The girl lies broken ( so she does say ) The passersby Simply laugh at her And go on their way // The dead day done perhaps the girl shall rise Perhaps she'll have a light in her eyes Perhaps perhaps A lot of things // But She don't know how to dream anymore
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May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 9:07 PM UTC
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