Adrian Orange & Her Band - Fire Dream | Текст песни

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I dreamed that a fire from our bed spread all through town
But in the morning the house still was cold
A magnificent dream, nonetheless revelatory
So suddenly met by tomorrow’s sunny window
No breakfast, no time, off to town, no delay
We need the fire there to warm up our sad bones
If we greet them with warmth, they may grant us welcome
Though each of us must walk all next to our lonesome
Trees by the roadside gravely loom and feign to hide
New buildings, eye-catching like bad food packaging
In their parking lots, cans and bottles echo soft
And shiny paint jobs rest on the mid-price cars
So much depends on each separate perception
Each soul’s made the god of a separate creation
All the modern masters don’t know the power they hold
Even they must be tricked, and think they walk alone
Giving all their best and being uncompensated,
Lamenting that they only wished to belong but get enslaved
My god, what has become of the world we could share?
This world of ours that’s now yours and mine

Once again in the west we watch the sun setting
My heart went with it then and night fell on what’s left of me

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