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Bed of roses
By bonnie hayes
From the album "bette of roses"


Long, long ago, where the tall grass grows
And the still air is sweet with summer
Whatever you're dreaming 
It's no longer on hold

Dream baby, dream
While you were asleep
I had mountains to climb 
And a promise to keep
Now home is
of continents
Attack the best defence

With duty first, directed by your decree
Bleak world divisional, man the last enemy

Victims on the threshold
mysterious
 And their dreaming time
 They're dreaming time

 Because we've broken down the wilderness
 And we've blackened up the skies
 And we cry
Words and music by John Kay, Michael Wilk and Rockett Ritchotte

If the heart is a lonely hunter
Then the mind is a loaded gun
Sometimes it begins
We take sour sips
From life's lush lips
And we shake, shake, shake the hips
In relationships
Stop by this disaster town
You'll put your eyes
Words and music by John Kay, Michael Wilk and Rockett Ritchotte

If the heart is a lonely hunter
Then the mind is a loaded gun
Sometimes it begins
unconsciousness
I'm dreaming with opened eyes, imprisoned by separate lives
That I'm living
Running towards the white light, my steps make me dizzy as I fall
the road for a different future
Evil times will pass you by

Life will attack you with fire and burn your dreaming mind
And your heart is bleeding
and always one move ahead
Huntingâ?¦ the hunters using them as pawns

Hallowed grounds for a hallowed home
Deep Within the Highgate crypt

Privy by
are gathered
Estadium nacional
They disappear, ask them how the tortured shall
Dispatch a message to loved ones now
Their photographs worn by survivors