She use to think it was luck
Til the bubble burst
Raining down on us
Barefeet on jagged rocks
Imagination is enough
Lovers on the page
What else could I say
Nothing ever gets away
From these misty scenes
Oh, slums in my dreams
Stayed up for days on end
Hoping that you were high
On these glory days
Brown hair, bright Sunday
Sweaty palms entwined
I think I'm drunk again
What else could I say
Nothing ever gets away
From these misty scenes
Oh, slums in my dreams
Nightfall from the other side
Dripping out, losing time
Praying for freedom
Sat back didn't realize
A man could feel this alive
Singing just for you
What else could I say
Nothing ever gets away
From these misty scenes
Oh, slums in my dreams
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She use to think it was luck
Til the bubble burst
Raining down on us
Barefeet on jagged rocks
Imagination is enough
Lovers on the page
What else could I say
Nothing ever gets away
From these misty scenes
Oh, slums in my dreams
Stayed up for days on end
Hoping that you were high
On these glory days
Brown hair, bright Sunday
Sweaty palms entwined
I think I'm drunk again
What else could I say
Nothing ever gets away
From these misty scenes
Oh, slums in my dreams
Nightfall from the other side
Dripping out, losing time
Praying for freedom
Sat back didn't realize
A man could feel this alive
Singing just for you
What else could I say
Nothing ever gets away
From these misty scenes
Oh, slums in my dreams
Til the bubble burst
Raining down on us
Barefeet on jagged rocks
Imagination is enough
Lovers on the page
What else could I say
Nothing ever gets away
From these misty scenes
Oh, slums in my dreams
Stayed up for days on end
Hoping that you were high
On these glory days
Brown hair, bright Sunday
Sweaty palms entwined
I think I'm drunk again
What else could I say
Nothing ever gets away
From these misty scenes
Oh, slums in my dreams
Nightfall from the other side
Dripping out, losing time
Praying for freedom
Sat back didn't realize
A man could feel this alive
Singing just for you
What else could I say
Nothing ever gets away
From these misty scenes
Oh, slums in my dreams
Writer: Royce Provost
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