
Ghosts Of A Different Dream Songtext
Friend of mine, what did you find?
The fog of a nightmare dissipating
A rolling sign - better than mine
The ghosts of a different dream are waiting
A different kind of kiss
The souls of a different mist are rolling
I've been inside but missed
The ghosts of an opening fist are calling
The troops are led in tournament red
A world of hate can't penetrate
The crest of a different shield you're wearing
A different kind of fight
Keep those telephones-a-ringing
I've been inside alright
The ghosts of a different dream are singing
In spite of the ogre's trumpet blaring
The fog of a nightmare dissipating
A rolling sign - better than mine
The ghosts of a different dream are waiting
A different kind of kiss
The souls of a different mist are rolling
I've been inside but missed
The ghosts of an opening fist are calling
The troops are led in tournament red
A world of hate can't penetrate
The crest of a different shield you're wearing
A different kind of fight
Keep those telephones-a-ringing
I've been inside alright
The ghosts of a different dream are singing
POLLARD, ROBERT E. JR.
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