Saturday, August 22, 2015

2.1547 : 7/28/09 : Dreams Die Harder (The Golden Age 92/100)

How hard are your dreams dying my old friend
I find myself hoping I never talk to you again
Keep my guitar keep my Marshall Jazz
I’ll keep my own dreams desiccating under glass
The flesh dies hard but dream die harder
But I could never figure where dreaming ended with you
And it’s a funny story but everything was a non-starter
And I’d rather forget because remembering makes me blue
I hope you’re far away starting from scratch
Under an assumed name tending some green patch
But I’m guessing that dream is untrue
like so much I never understood about you
The flesh dies hard but dream die harder
But I could never figure where dreaming ended with you
And it’s a funny story but everything was a non-starter
And I’d rather forget because remembering makes me blue
The flesh dies hard but dream die harder
But I could never figure where dreaming ended with you
And it’s a funny story but everything was a non-starter
And I’d rather forget because remembering makes me blue
The flesh dies hard but dream die harder
But I could never figure where dreaming ended with you
And it’s a funny story but everything was a non-starter
And I’d rather forget because remembering makes me blue

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