This city is trying to wake up all the dreamers,

and i’m a dreamer

and i won’t be asleep when the battle comes for me.

i filed the last prison bars there is nothing left to beat and

i can see the red light flashing

let freedom ring,

let freedom ring

this city is trying to wake up all the dreamers

“that’s enough,” she said

she clipped off my wings and then she carried me to bed

mission stars may never hide us,

but i’m the lover still,

riding transfers with my friends and i can love, i’m in love again

when i am living for my friends,

i am living.

this city is trying to wake up all the dreamers,

and i’ve been up for weeks

and i could get some sleep if the battle would come for me

the ocean came to my front door i

let the tides recede

filled my pockets

left for dead

stealing horses with my friends.

when i am living for my friends, i am living.

~from the travelingneighborhood

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