IRC-Galleria

What did you dream about?

Silas and Jaimie got tired
And they'll call you once a week
'cause it's strange here
You know the career

They all say they long to reach their sorrows
Now that's gone

What did you dream about?
Could you foresee a day
You might not play?

They took us in to see their new apartment
Thinking we're slow and that our love is mean
We'll leave the green, green
'Cause maybe we'll get out somehow
No one thought of it
We didn't know we'd seen their last show

Silas and Jaimie got tired
And they'll call you once a week
'Cause it's strange here
You know the career

They all say they long
To reach their sorrows
Now that's gone
And you know the career

They all say they long
To reach their sorrows
Now that's gone
And you know the career

They all say they long
To reach their sorrow now
That's gone
And you - no dark career

They all say they long
To reach their sorrow now
That's gone