Dream
Why do we dream,
in a world that cannot dream?
Why do we hope,
when we know all hope is gone?
A self-destructive place, a wasteland.
Why do we keep dreaming,
of things that will not be?
Why don't we give up right now,
save us the disappointment.
Stupid old dogs too stubborn to die.
in a world that cannot dream?
Why do we hope,
when we know all hope is gone?
A self-destructive place, a wasteland.
Why do we keep dreaming,
of things that will not be?
Why don't we give up right now,
save us the disappointment.
Stupid old dogs too stubborn to die.
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