An american dream

O’Keefe On a pale afternoon painting scenes in the air Climbing stares in between the rain It was then that I thought Of the ones who had fought And left us with nothing but sorrow On a mirror of...

And I was dreaming in my sleep Saw through you all And I was dreaming still on my feet Saw through you all And I saw what you could be And you just don't feel free And I saw what you could be But you...