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TRES TRISTE (Other) by bonsaimirror
When I dream I push the shadows back
I pull the blinds to watch you dance
across the dream
And when you dance you pull the space apart
You blow about and stretch
across my dreams
When I'm alone I pull myself down
I drift about to see you gazing
at my dreams
I fade thought out to whitness you
whirling around a dream
When I close my eyes
I fight the nightmares away
I push them back to find you
dancing behind a dream
When I lie back you come around
and pull me apart to blow about
Dancing upon my dreams
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