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[were_rockin_out]

the days turn to deserts
gold sand becomes red as fire
i walk on the sun
and try and please everyone
against all odds i beat the sun each morning
i wake, my head squeezes my dreams into one picture
sometimes its green waters
lately its been heavy hearts wraped in silver chains

if i plug my ears with my fingers
i can hear storms
and then im not alone
i become apart of the chaos
and destroy wherever the wind lifts me

i need to turn my hollow dreams back to sleep
and ill live inside them
and if i can still breath the dreams when i wake
i'll give my lungs to the restless
and my heart to the crooks
my eyes to the spinners
and my time to a beautiful breadwinner

our dreams are never far
they just lay dormint
sound asleep in our hearts