Wonderland Dreamers

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A collection of lost souls
Caught up in individual woes

Rags to riches
Riches to rags
The dreamers of wonderlands
Looking only at what they have

Revenge curls the ends of the black hair
As he kisses her tight
Life of misery
A life of blithe

Up high they wander
Up high at night

Singing songs of the ancestors
Dancing while smoking their pipes

Painting the sky with dusted stars
Cross my heart
Play the games of the wandering souls
But you’ll never understand the troubles or woes

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