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Dousing myself in the dream This scheme of green and red Amid my fingers, blowing leaves Whistling sailors sing songs of the sea Sirens moaning of trouble in the sky Birds flee in mass exodus Then I find myself feeling faint Feelings of complete loneliness Wading through millions of faces Surrounded by so many, but so far removed Feeling like an alien Evaporate into the sky Into the dark, mineral air My dear, where will we be In four years, in four years My dear, where will we be In four years, in four years I've got something to propose to you My fellow countrymen We've been in this experiment for far too long Let the madness end Have you ever been surrounded by so many Souls walking in their own reality My dear, we were so close Letras de cancionesAnd how much is one life worth in his war plans? How he stands tall but we understand his war plans, war plans My dear, where will we be In four years, in four years My dear, where will we be In four years, in four years Copyright 2004 Beau Phillips From Letras Mania