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All that I felt on the first time it
Was the feeling of bad coming true
One day I was happy,
One day I was
And then somewhere a snapped
that I was loose
Why don't give me the joy that it used to?
Why anything feel as real as it once was?
I feel so sad, but that how I choose to
It shouldn't have to so bad, but it does

Dreams a a comin', but the dream done gone
Dreams a keep a comin', but the dream done

a keep a comin', but the dream done gone

Dreams a a comin', but the dream done gone

It was a summer when I found my religion
I was under the tent, I was by the palm
And The Holy Spirit rained down upon me a
I felt better a little while, but it was gone, I
to the mountain, and I went to the cabin, I
Washed myself in the river, and I on love
But I was lonely and dark as the moons around
Yeah, darkness for miles was all there was
It was after the Lord and me parted that I found her.

She was pictures of people coming into the mall
And she took my portrait as well as she do
With someone who seemed to be not at all, I
Stayed with her a and I called myself happy, I

Clung to her and her hair and her mouth
But like every man who finds out he is
I held her heart until I just wore her out

Dreams a keep a comin', but the dream gone
a keep a comin', but the dream done gone

Dreams a keep a comin', but the dream gone

So I took off like the beat of a bat wing, I
in with this boat salesman and a kid
One carried the for his own crucification
The one seemed to screw up whatever he did
The kid loved me like I was his neighbor
He asked all me and my Life on the road
And the boat salesman when out he wasn't a savior
Shot himself in the head in a Key West loan
I got and I lost them
Like the of a drummer who lost sleep and got drunk
And couldn't see his tears
How I I can't even remember
But I know it lasted a couple of years
I moved down deep into the jungle those days
I on oranges and oxygen, But I
Carried the sadness against the old ways
Reached their limits of power and could not