A clouded dream on an earthly night Hangs upon the crescent moon A voiceless song in an ageless light Sings at the coming dawn Birds in flight are calling
Traducción: Místico. Um Sonho.
, ain't a damn thang I can do Just got to hold on until I make it threw Until I make it threw... [x3] It's only a dream [Chorus] I been dreamin, for
In order to remember your dreams, You must think of them as if they were little kittens. When you wake up in the morning, Before you get out of bed, Sit
the heart A light through the wall A pure crystal ball A mystical call between us A light through the wall A pure crystal ball A mystical call between
, I heard a voice sing I can still feel the thrill of it, the chills it would bring Far away in the western sky, over the sea There's a land that we dream
a Midwestern town Waiting anxiously for the parade to begin all around On the very last day A unicorn headed the mystical way Surrounded by what seemed a
a Midwestern town Waiting anxiously for the parade to begin all round Ort the very last day A Unicorn headed the Mystical way Surrounded by what seemed a
of school or have abortions Stop workin' hopin' that they find a man that will support them Up late night on they mother's cordless Thinkin' a perm or
what I believe within, I engrave within my skin And one thang that I ain't is a saint without a sin How could there be a now if there never was a then
You always were so negative You never saw the positive You always stand upon the edge And dream of what it must be to be dead I know I like to dream a
made love, yeah, I've been fucked, so what? I'm a cartoon, you're a full moon, let's stay up She went to see a mystic who made medicine from rain And
success I never gave a fuck, now I give a fuck less And in a slug fest I get physical like physicians Invisible like magicians with mystical mic traditions Wicked wizardry, like a
of another age. Keepers of mystic knowledge, Are burning, are shining Trying to face the darkest power "With you, we promise, we shall rule!" I'm not a
is a war against consciousness Controlling your soul, sort of a psychological dictatorship And we are on the front lines Guilty as charged if intellect is a
dive Right between your thighs I satisfy like a Snickers bar 'Cause I'm the bigger bar That'll stick you quicker than A 'spic will strip a car My repertoire holds a
comin' out of more then a broken home Some of us be livin' out of a cars an' carry on Some of us see the Budget Suits as a real apartment An' make you
