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Cult The Dreamtime

Dreamtime, dreamtime Dreamtime, dreamtime Dreamtime, dreamtime Oh the dream, dreamtime I will have my dreamtime My dreamtime, my dreamtime The only thing

: Let it be beautiful when I sing the last song I will give you even my body Spiritwalker Let all the children kiss the sun before they sing their

: Four crows nailed to a wooden post Bleed upon a barren field An old way that I don't understand It kinda touched me for a day Four crows nailed

: Dreamtime, dreamtime Dreamtime, dreamtime Dreamtime, dreamtime Oh the dream, dreamtime I will have my dreamtime My dreamtime, my dreamtime The only

: The boats have sailed away I stand here on the shore Can't see them anymore Can't see them anymore Waving from afar To the land called home Can

: It's funny how people stare When your back's against the wall It's funny how people stare When your back's against the wall I reach my hand I reach

: Wait a minute, my friend Don't pass me up for dead As Babylon crumbles to sand A sweet flower blossoms in my hand Another day is ending for you

And they come And they come See them prancing They come neighing, they come A horse nation See them prancin', they neighing come See them prancin'

There's a whisper in the wires, no love Of a black train-a-comin', no love From the heart of the desert, no love And the rhythms of my hometown My