dreamers live in a cyclical town
where the people are clowns and the boys
come around
come around, they turn away
mouth the words they're all the same
i-love-you with a frown
life's the same merry-go-round
dreamers grimace with a smile
shed dead tears all 'round town
live dull dreams yet profound
turn their eyes to the ground
turn away, come around...
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