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• Artiste: Frontier Ruckus
• Titre: The Deep-Yard Dream
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Most of my dreams are robberies The fam'ly dies the child flees Through backyards filled with enemies and Fences fleshed by panicked knees and Freedom is the deep-night there The hurried-flight emergencies Hospital-hell tragedies are finding me in countries So far From my home So hard The night's grown And it seems to holler and glow... So long The neighborhood is ceaseless where Backyards kiss like memories and Nothing is like the hot nightmare of Hearing them in melodies and Dangerous cars pull in our driveway Blast their brights into our windows and Though they don't have guns or knives they Fill me with a fear that takes me So far From my home So hard The night's grown And it seems to holler and glow... So long So when the backyards finally end You'll find me on dark-highway, send My fear to all the highwaymen at The foot of the dark-highway bending Back into a home again A driveway lit like a dead-end for So long