In my book of dreams [X3]
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I took your urgent whisper
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Stole the arc of a white wing
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Rode like foam on the river of pity
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Turned its tide to strength
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Healed the hole that ripped in living
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In my book of dreams [X3]
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The spine is bound to last a life
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Tough enough to take the pounding
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Pages made of days of open hand
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In my book of dreams [X3]
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Number every page in silver
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Underline in magic marker
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Take the name of every prisoner
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Yours is there my word of honor
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I took your urgent whisper
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Stole the arc of a white wing
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Rode like foam on the river of pity
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Healed the hole that ripped in living
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In my book of dreams [X3]
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Book Of Dreams
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| Suzanne Vega |
