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I died on an aircrash in a dream Saw black tornadoes outside the window Buildings shatter in my sleep Wrap their shards as gifts for me There's a staircase that's hard to find Goes right up into your mind Down in the basement they make trades Photos of people with no names Way up the path we heard some sort of growl Then a man flashed in front of us, too fast for our eyes to trust And a noise came from his eyes just like buzzing fireflies Back in the room that has no door I tried to break out through the floor That's when something spoke to us They didn't exist when they were young and when they talked they spoke in tongues We've got the words they've got the songs The ship can't make it through the fog You've got lies for situations sprung out from the past When there can't be a solution it just goes on and on From Letras Mania