09 março, 2022

....."Desert sky, dream beneath the desert sky, 
The rivers run but soon run dry, 
We need new dreams tonight, 
Desert rose, dreamed I saw a desert rose, 
Dress torn in ribbons and bows, 
Like a siren she calls (to me)... 
Sleep comes like a drug in God's country, 
Sad eyes, crooked crosses, in God's country; 
Set me alight, 
We'll punch a hole right through the night, 
Every day the dreamers die, 
To see what's on the other side, 
She is liberty, and she comes to rescue me, 
Hope, faith, her vanity, 
The greatest gift is gold; 
Sleep comes like a drug in God's country, 
Sad eyes, crooked crosses, in God's country; 
Naked flame, 
She stands with a naked flame, 
I stand with the sons of Cain, 
Burned by the fire of love...".....

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