A new country through which I am riding
In my dream and through time
A hundred - plenty - empty houses
Full of dead beasts; carcasses all around
Trees seem to be forgotten
Black, blackest, pined away from life
One hit and the trunk is broken
One kick and the tree dies
Am I sleeping, Am I dreaming
Am I still alive
My clothes fall apart just by wearing
No sheets, no clothes, that's how I ride
Further, further along the rail track
Weeds flourish and I don't know why
Thirst, thirsty, I need water
Unfit for drinking reads the sign
This damned forgotten land will kill me
"Till the whistle brings me back to life
Am I sleeping, Am I dreaming
Am I still alive
A new country through which I am riding
In my dream and through time
A hundred - plenty - empty houses
Full of dead beasts; carcasses all around
Trees seem to be forgotten
Black, blackest, pined away from life
One hit and the trunk is broken
One kick and the tree dies
Am I sleeping, Am I dreaming
Am I still alive
Guano - Mares Through the Night Lyrics
Guano - Mares Through the Night Lyrics
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A new country through which I am riding
In my dream and through time
A hundred - plenty - empty houses
Full of dead beasts; carcasses all around
Trees seem to be forgotten
Black, blackest, pined away from life
One hit and the trunk is broken
One kick and the tree dies
Am I sleeping, Am I dreaming
Am I still alive
My clothes fall apart just by wearing
No sheets, no clothes, that's how I ride
Further, further along the rail track
Weeds flourish and I don't know why
Thirst, thirsty, I need water
Unfit for drinking reads the sign
This damned forgotten land will kill me
"Till the whistle brings me back to life
Am I sleeping, Am I dreaming
Am I still alive
A new country through which I am riding
In my dream and through time
A hundred - plenty - empty houses
Full of dead beasts; carcasses all around
Trees seem to be forgotten
Black, blackest, pined away from life
One hit and the trunk is broken
One kick and the tree dies
Am I sleeping, Am I dreaming
Am I still alive
In my dream and through time
A hundred - plenty - empty houses
Full of dead beasts; carcasses all around
Trees seem to be forgotten
Black, blackest, pined away from life
One hit and the trunk is broken
One kick and the tree dies
Am I sleeping, Am I dreaming
Am I still alive
My clothes fall apart just by wearing
No sheets, no clothes, that's how I ride
Further, further along the rail track
Weeds flourish and I don't know why
Thirst, thirsty, I need water
Unfit for drinking reads the sign
This damned forgotten land will kill me
"Till the whistle brings me back to life
Am I sleeping, Am I dreaming
Am I still alive
A new country through which I am riding
In my dream and through time
A hundred - plenty - empty houses
Full of dead beasts; carcasses all around
Trees seem to be forgotten
Black, blackest, pined away from life
One hit and the trunk is broken
One kick and the tree dies
Am I sleeping, Am I dreaming
Am I still alive
Writer: Wilma Wezenbeek
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