The Dream Has Its Place
Something has been erased
The whisper has thawed
A surrogate for the hate
Of all I've known
It's amusing too
And all yours
Don't look away
Still the dream it has its place
Were the doubts enough
The ghosts, disease
We've nothing left here
Left to breathe
Please be the end and
The last to leave
The whisper has thawed
A surrogate for the hate
Of all I've known
It's amusing too
And all yours
Don't look away
Still the dream it has its place
Were the doubts enough
The ghosts, disease
We've nothing left here
Left to breathe
Please be the end and
The last to leave
Credits
Writer(s): Justin Eric Curfman
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