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• Artiste: Miracle of Sound
• Titre: Dream of the Sky
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Oh come on away to the city A kingdom to behold Where the bluest skies they float on by The streets all paved in gold Where under the smiles fair and pretty Are teeth so very white Into the bones of our burdened necks they bite Baptised in the water You're draining the well You built up your heaven On the back of hell Divine is the daughter The dream that you sell You built up your heaven On the back of hell Breakin' our backs On breakin' down stones Raisin' up buildings Breakin' down bones Work all the night And we work all the day Don't get a choice man Don't get a say Well there's a stormcloud stirrin' now Revolt! There's a stormcloud stirrin' now Revolt! The filthy streets and the calloused feet And bloodshot Irish eyes A floating haven for the craven Nestled in the skies Well up and out and away with ya There's a fight outside your doors The shining pride of America Is a nation up for war Revolt! Baptised in the water You're draining the well You built up your heaven On the back of hell Divine is the daughter The dream that you sell You built up your heaven On the back of hell The hybrid face of time and space And all that's in between Dimensions twist and turn amidst The the whims of one foreseen... Songbird take me home I am lonely wherever I go Sanctuary is all that know And I dream of the sky Broken clouds drifting by And I dream of the sky My utopian lie And I take to the skies With my only friend Every angel Begins at the end