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Another Day (Delopoulos Steven)

The night was all that I'd once known When I was small and all alone Where dreams and visions never played Towns put on their cheap parade With cheap trombones and plastic horns And choirs faking opera songs I nursed my coffee 'til the dawn And waited for another day The lady on the second floor She squints her eyes at bills galore Opens up a cabinet door Sippin' on bourbon through the day She looks upon her mirror glass Thinks how years have seen her past She does her cross and dyes her grays Fears upon another day Another day, another day Where dreams, they're not so far away Seeds, they grow to lend a branch Harmonies and second chance Oh... Organized communities Well, we call ourselves societies But social is the last we seize when dignity has flown away But I'm the worst than most of you I write these words to fill some shoes Pay some tolls, cheat some dues Watch my words from far away Another day, another day Where dreams, they're not so far away Seeds, they grow to lend a branch Harmonies and second chance Another day, another day Where dreams, they're not so far away Seeds, they grow to lend a branch Harmonies and second chance Here's two colors, mixed and swirled With wood and blood together twirled Goodbye my friends, today I'm dead To resurrect and change the world