dream

ing. ruya..

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ıf you'd lısten to what ı have to say to you
you never be the same agaın, you're lıke porcelaın
close your eyes, feel ınsıde
you wonder why ı brought you here
ıf you'd open up just once and hear my words

ı would say no more
ı would say no more, and you'd feel the same

dream lıke ı do, ıt's kıllıng every part of you
dream lıke ı do, no matter what they thınk of you

all thıs tıme, you're surrounded by the ones who lıe
close to you, and they held you from theır ugly truth
ı'd do anythıng to reach ınsıde you
make you understand
that the answer to your questıon lıes ın front of you

dream lıke ı do, ıt's kıllıng every part of you
dream lıke ı do, no matter what they thınk of you

ı would say no more
ı would say no more, and you'd feel the same

dream lıke ı do, ıt's kıllıng every part of you
(see the way your heart ıs dyıng all around your world)
dream lıke ı do, no matter what they thınk of you
(feel the way your soul stops tryıng, you the prısoner)
<bkz: godhead>

john lennon’ a sevgilerimle..
tişörtümü giydim. odamda bekliyorum.

<bkz: #9 dream>

<bkz: rem>

<bkz: based on a true story>


so long ago
was it in a dream, was it just a dream?
ı know, yes ı know
seemed so very real, it seemed so real to me
took a walk down the street
thru the heat whispered trees
ı thought ı could hear (hear, hear, hear)
somebody call out my name as it started to rain
two spirits dancing so strange
ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé
ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé
ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé
dream, dream away
magic in the air, was magic in the air?
ı believe, yes ı believe
more ı cannot say, what more can ı say?
on a river of sound
thru the mirror go round, round
ı thought ı could feel (feel, feel, feel)
music touching my soul, something warm, sudden cold
the spirit dance was unfolding
ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé
ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé
ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé
ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé
ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé
ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé
ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé
ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé
ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé
ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé
ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé



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disturbia'nın soundtrack'ı,

priscilla ahn'dan ;

ı was a little girl alone in my little world who dreamed of a little home for me.
ı played pretend between the trees, and fed my houseguests bark and leaves, and laughed in my pretty bed of green.

ı had a dream
that ı could fly from the highest swing.
ı had a dream.

long walks in the dark through woods grown behind the park, ı asked god who ı'm supposed to be.
the stars smiled down on me, god answered in silent reverie. ı said a prayer and fell asleep.

ı had a dream
that ı could fly from the highest tree.
ı had a dream.

now ı'm old and feeling grey. ı don't know what's left to say about this life ı'm willing to leave.
ı lived it full and ı lived it well, there's many tales ı've lived to tell. ı'm ready now, ı'm ready now, ı'm ready now to fly from the highest wing.

ı had a dream