In Dreams 27
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In dreams, I see us as old men knocking
On heaven's door. But there is no answer,
And we head back along the dust covered
Long, hard road towards cruel purgatory.
We can still remember when we were young:
When the grass was so green and the skies were
So blue, and then we fell deeply in love.
Then we grew old, but sadly not so wise.
For we wasted precious moments in time.
And now all is silent. There's no answer,
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