Lletres: The Frames. Burn The Maps. Dream Awake.

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There's a point in all your dreaming,
To every time mean has just deserves,
And every time I caught you leaving..

I had to dream awake..

And for every time I came home screaming,
And got sent away, with no warning at all,

I had to dream awake..

There's a calling, a calling, a calling,,
To everyone, who lost something

And who had to dream awake.

There's a fight were not contending,
Where we have to the words get mixed,
And the point is lost
Where we have to dream awake.

So take us under now..
Take us over now..

There's a warning, a warming, a warning,
To everyone, who found something..