The Dream
King Krule
Start making sense of things
I saw pylons stretch to the east
I wasn't sure at all why our love
Becomes sorrow and withers free
Ran a firework of dogs to walk with me
Felt this warm
Marching forth
I felt their warmth
Marching forth
We could be
The dream
The dream
The dream
The dream
The dream
The dream
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