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Poor Little Boy
03:44
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Brushing all his fingers against the painted glass, moving him sideways, moving him so fast.
He cannot get fruit from the tops of the tree but useless is tasting, appitite be free.
Making beliving shadows falling in the rain, everybodys in the same boat but no one feels the same. Fall and die for no one when nobody lives for you.
Cotton cold and heartfelt, nothing left to say. Smile at all the faces in the harsh light of the day well you can’t let it happen and you can’t push him over the edge.
Well I’m a poor little boy and I know what I like X2
I’m a poor little boy won’t you cast your eyes down for me.
Well I’m a lost little boy and I know what I like X2
I’m a lost little boy won’t you pull down the blinds for me
Sleepy little moonshine dogs and howling cats, somewhere in a window a woman and the past. Sleep with an open mind, never a bleeding hand.
She says I can recollect all the times we carried on and nothing really happened no meaning in his songs but something took over, something so wild and free
Day dreaming of the open portals in her mind, sticky hot summers of the everlasting kind. Well they sit in their days, loosing all sense of time.
Oh well I’m a poor little boy and I know what I like X2
I’m a poor little boy won’t you cast your eyes down for me.
Well I’m a lost little boy and I know what I like X2
I’m a lost little boy won’t you pull down the blinds for me
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"Heroes"
04:06
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I, I wish you could swim
Like the dolphins
Like dolphins can swim
Though nothing, nothing will keep us together
We can beat them, forever and ever
Oh, we can be heroes just for one day
I, I will be King
And you, you will be Queen
Though nothing will drive them away
We can be heroes just for one day
We can be us just for one day
I, I can remember
(I remember)
Standing by the wall
(By the wall)
And the guns, shot above our heads
(Over our heads)
And we kissed, as though nothing could fall
(Nothing could fall)
And the shame, was on the other side
Oh, we can beat them, forever and ever
Then we could be heroes just for one day
We can be heroes
We can be heroes
We can be heroes just for one day
We can be heroes
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