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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