04 July 2009
Restroom Creativity
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Looking down on empty streets, all she can see
are the dreams all made solid
are the dreams made real
All of the buildings, all of the cars
were once just a dream
in somebody’s head
She pictures the broken glass, pictures the steam
She pictures a soul
with no leak at the seam
(…)
Nowhere in the corridors of pale green and gray
Nowhere in the suburbs
in the cold light of day
There in the midst of it so alive and alone
Words support like bone
Dreaming of Mercy Street
wear your inside out
dreaming of mercy…
(Mercy Street - Peter Gabriel)
Peter Gabriel - Mercy Street/So
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