I had a dream about a place

Where the magic would start to work

City of perfect melodies

Where the sky was made of notes

Nothing in my pocket nothing to lose

Was it real?

Was it just a thought?

A brand new world to discover

There was a decision to make

I don’t want to...

I don’t want to...

I don’t want to come back

I don’t want to come back...

City of perfect melodies

City of perfect melodies

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