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Text: Zug Island. Dreams.

[Portuguese, saying something about a "magic Carnival"]



Are you climbing up a slippery pole? (pole)

Fallin Deep In A Hole? (Deep In A Hole)

Fallin Down

Are you lost in an exitless maze,

Chasing impossible ways?



Are you runnin up a slippery hill?

Are you going to spill?

Can't you build a snowman in the desert?

Are You chasing an imaginary tresure?

Walls, they go under and there over the top (over the top)

They haven't made a cage strong enough to keep 'em keep 'em keep 'em (Keep 'Em)

Mountains are enormous, but they all have a top

it's up to someone with a dream to come and reach 'em reach 'em reach 'em (Reach 'Em)



It's Just A Dream

You're Only Dreamin

Another Dream



Will love be yours, if so, will it last?

When the summer's past, summers past (yeah)

When you're alone, starin up at the moon (up at the moon)

Is it staring at you (staring at you)

You're lucky dime you didn't mean to spend. Will you ever see it again? (see it again)



Walls, they go under then there over the top (over the top)

They haven't made a cage strong enough to keep 'em keep 'em keep 'em (Keep 'Em)

Mountains are enormous, but they all have a top

it's up to someone with a dream to come and reach 'em reach 'em reach 'em (Come Reach 'Em)



It's Just A Dream

You're Only Dreamin

Another Dream



[more french, saying something about a carnival]



Walls, they go under then there over the top (over the top!)

They haven't made a cage strong enough to keep 'em keep 'em keep 'em (Strong Enough To Keep 'Em!)

Mountains are enormous, but they all have a top (All Have A Top!)

it's up to someone with a dream to come and reach 'em reach 'em reach 'em (Come And Reach 'Em!)



Yeah, come and reach em

Only a dream

It's just a dream

It's just a dream'

And then they go on in your head and you would scream

Holdin Back your dreams

Yeah, ohh, holdin back your dreams

Yeah, Hold Always Dreamin Never Always Dreamin



Ladies and gentlemen...

We present to you the afterlife

Beauty at its peak

All of this will be yours

Unless you drinketh from The River