Sung by william



It's so hard

To get love

Jump and push and shove

To get the hand in glove

So it seems

That things are in your dreams

So it's said

Things get done in bed



It's so hard

To walk tall

To be unlike like a doll

To walk and not to crawl

So it's said

All our life is dead

So it seems

All our life is dreams



A poem in the head

Of a poet that's dead



Walk walk walk walk

Walk/up/up/walk



Oh it's god to me

Oh it's god to me

Oh it's god to me



And it's

Be in black, be in black, be in, be in black




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