restless
God is a concept by which we measure our pain
I'll say it again
God is a concept by which we measure our pain
The dream is over, what can I say
The dream is over, yesterday
We were the fab ones, but now it is gone
I was the gentle one, but now I must be strong
And so dear friends we'll just have to carry on
The dream is over
The dream is over, no matter what they say
The dream is over, it has to be this way
We played in springtime, but now I play in fall
We hit the bigtime, but now we are small
And our dear friend let's hope he has it all, still
The dream is over
I was the dream-weaver but now I'm reborn
I was the walrus but now I'm John
And so dear friends you'll just have to carry on
The dream is over.


все очень плохо. когда-нибудь осень закончится. когда-нибудь

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