July 10, 2011
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Sometimes it all seems like a dream to me
Like I only see what I want to see
Standing in the rain, looking at the sky
Where's the source of the pain? What makes us cry?

But when the sky 's without rain I still can't see clearly
I'm searching for something I used to hold dearly
Finding and keeping isn't as easy as it seems
Maybe we can find our selves by looking at our dreams

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