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A DREAM WITHOUT YOU
Would you like to roam free
without touching anything
Seeing the world without eyes
Touching the wind without hands
Crying for a song without end
Smelling my perfume
Without finding me, ever
and that is how
from all around
my dreams are fouled
by scenes of grim atrocity
From the outside
I'm tom by an horrible cry
the fallen towers
will be built again
and once more will crash back down
and that is how
from all around
my dreams are fouled
by scenes of grim atrocity
so I still have to learn
from my world
why should I be a slave to needs
this poor-rich world
doesn't need ' to be like that
and that is how
from all around
my dreams are fouled
by scenes of grim atrocity