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Street of Dreams


The lonely streets darkened, no lightning they held

Crowded, yet abandoned, lost voyage of memories

Changed: names, faces, stories heard in the wind

And people pass by, unnoticed.

Tell me, did you ever dance in the naked rain?

Tell me, of the deepest scars that you held

And pass through the sands of thoughts

Thoughts: lost, lost and buried deep under time

This is the falling of night

This is the time for strangers in dreams, lunatics, and lost soul merged

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