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Perpetual Baggage Claim (Denis DiBlasio) · Perpetual Defiance (Detritus) · Perpetual Motion Machine (13 Engines) · Perpetual Emotion (Flora Purim) · Perpetual Desolation (The Sins of Thy Beloved) · Perpetual Emotion (Earl Thomas Conley) · Perpetual Conversion (Brutal Truth) · Perpetual Desolation (The Sins of Thy Beloved) · Perpetual Flame (Yngwie Malmsteen) · Perpetual Motion Machine (Modest Mouse) – and 90 other albums »


the window fill with flies
Oh you dreamer
Is this the way that you believed your life was gonna turn out
Oh you dreamer
Is this the better world that you
the window fill with flies
Oh you dreamer
Is this the way that you believed your life was gonna turn out
Oh you dreamer
Is this the better world that you
were sleeping, but you can call me a dreamer too
(What's up with this)

Peanut butter logic, served on a bed of lies
Don't go down too easy, when you
?
And why am I not with you?

Dreamers begin by opening their mind
And throwing out the doubt they find
Happiness is the freedom to be
Within your sensuality
Written by Ned Washington and Leigh Harline
© 1940 (renewed) Bourne Co. (ASCAP)

When you wish upon a star
Makes no difference who you are
blue eyes, cryin' in the rain
Hey fire, burnin' round the ring
Hey crazy, you know it's true
That nashville, wouldn't be nashville, without you

No ghost
It's raining down sorrow and nothing but bad news
You know I've had it up to here living with these blues
But I won't let it get me down, it's not
a lark
They were two brave souls on a wild blue spree
Right back at the park
They were like two ships
And they sailed right by each other in the dark
The dreamer and the wine
Poet without a rhyme
A widowed writer, torn apart by chains of Hell

One last perfect verse
Yet still the same old song
Oh
The dreamer and the wine
Poet without a rhyme
A widowed writer, torn apart by chains of Hell

One last perfect verse
Yet still the same old song
Oh
of another day
And we were free
In a dawning age we had so much to say

Oh, the nights you came to me
A blue jean lady so eager to be free
And the wind in your
You're Mars, calling up Neptune's daughter.  Sometimes rain that's needed falls. We float like two lovers in a painting by Chagall.  All around is sky
think you're very smart

Down by the gunner on mother's day
In a state of perpetual bliss
Stands the man with the lisp
(McNabb)

Spend my time running around this town
Don't know if I'm up or down
Turning my back on another blue day
Fifteen dreamers off to see
dreamers
What do you see in your crystal ball for you?
Do you see an old wound fade into the blue?
and it's Pepsi blue
And, I don't know you.
But I know a man becomes a man from all the shit that he go through
Y'all ain't fucking with Jason
After I
Just enough dark to see
How you're the light over me

And by your side, girl, where the acres grow
Into the strong and stunning meadow
A cowboy
Wanna tell a story bout a girl named sheila
Lovely lil thing but a bit of a dreamer
She's been married for three long years
Got three children
Just enough dark to see
How you're the light over me

And by your side, girl, where the acres grow
Into the strong and stunning meadow
A cowboy
Looking down I watch the night
Running from the sun
Orphan stars and city lights
Fading one by one
Oh sweet memories
I call on you now
Two too
a prison sentence to me
My manners are not refined or even polished
And my speech it may be crude to most you see
I guess that I was just born a dreamer
on ghost
There were jonesed-up punks and Jesus freaks
Weaving in and out of trouble wrapping round and round a leash
There were sleepless dreamers, blues day
an' lined,
You can tell he's learned to laugh through a lotta hard times.
He gets by without shovin', a drifter and a dreamer.
He gets stoned
Good old rain
Is pounding on the dreamers
You've left a stain
On every single hour
All the treasures found
Will vanish with the tide
Illusion
There's a kind of music that reminds me of you
It's all clear expensive drinks and shiny shirts
And the click of heels as they descend from the taxi