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The Fountain of Salmacis

Genesis

Nursery Cryme/Foxtrot

1976

"The two are now made one 
Demi-god and nymph are now made one" 

Both had given everything they had. 
A lover's dream had been fulfilled at last,

Sweet nightmare

Now can you hear that scream, 
Asking for you help, it will don’t stop.
But you don’t want believe,
It’s a crazy dream and you are

seeing this since a child
Show em that we are the streets and wild out in the crowd Yeah
Feel my pain, now you understand the type of hunger
I black out,

Awake
Shake dreams from your hair
My pretty child, my sweet one
Choose the day and choose the sign of your day
The day's divinity
First thing

Am I the only one I know
Waging my wars behind my face and above my throat?
Shadows will scream that I'm alone
But I know, we've made it this far

my fingers your storm rages
Is a sweet breeze and I can breath it
Is your body sparkling bright
Is a sweet dream and I can dream it
We are flying
In my

Kalifornia

Mos Def

Audio 3

2008

of those spots
I believe that to be true

They say
This the place where stars are born
They say
This is the place where legends are made
They say
This is

the possibilities

Is this a dream, Am I sleepwalking
Is this for real, all of this sweet talking
The sun began to shine
The dark days are behind
Don't wake me up

Chocolate
Made with love & peace
Warm me up when I freeze
Hot Chocolate
Top it off with whipped cream
Then we get sweet dreams
Hot Chocolate
We sipping on Hot

you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Who am I to disagree

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

Do Your Time

Beanie Sigel

Release Therapy

2006

to see what he's seen
But then I'd take 'em right back to see Martin Luther's dream
I'd dream that I could tell Martin Luther we made it
But half of my

Eventually there will be hell
The future just does not look well
All fair use, it was made by myself
Just do it, put your ego on the shelf
In

are walking by staring at me
pre-pubescent faces are coming a little too close
i don't even remember if i have on any underwear

i get up and walk away

nuttin sweet need bees and honey
And ain't Trina sleep till I'm stacking notes
I dream big yeah I'm Trina get money
If I'm on the road just know I need doh

in the place where
The ghosts that roam are giving us chase
An I know by the look on your face
Somethings wrong but it's just to late

Welcome to my

Bottomless

Bette Midler

Bette of Roses

1995

Long, long ago, where the tall grass grows
And the still air is sweet with summer flowers;
In the shade by the stream I would lie awake and dream

Bed of Roses

Bette Midler

Bette of Roses

1995

Long, long ago, where the tall grass grows
And the still air is sweet with summer flowers;
In the shade by the stream I would lie awake and dream

know how I made it here
You're the sweet light of my heart
The star by which I steered
And just you wait
Things are gonna be different round here

Do you think the singularity is the profound?
That the black holes are the same and now
We gaze in strivings into the void
Searching for once more

my head
Wishing I could forget instead
Memories tainted, tainted with deceit
Once a sweet dream, now turned bitter and bleak
Searching for truth in

If I could sleep all day, I'd never wake from this dream
Happily ever after, in this lack luster reality
A backpack full of burden, strapped

This is seriously out of hand
My plan
To rock the microphone damn
A man
My styles are method in span
Bi-Polar made me grand
Grandiose yo
I'm a fucken