Subject: Dreams

LIKE WHO THE HELL YOU ARE

The band strode to their instruments

A quickened air of confidence

Permeates the hangar for the day's appointed shoot

They lay it down, attack the song

Catch lightning for eternity

And swagger back to sunlight as the notes escort them out

chorus:

Forged within the core

  And cauldron of a star

So live your life

Like who the hell you are

Infinite lifescapes -

Familiar to bizarre -

Revel on through Time

Like who the hell you are

The artist paints, his glare intense

A theme runs bold and evident

The sense he's on to something fills the Paris afternoon

And there it is, the masterstroke

The feeling no one dared evoke

A canvas revolution in the making starts to bloom

(chorus)

TYCOON 

verse 1:

How much do you want for this dream?

Don't be stubborn - name your price

I'm a connoisseur and know when I see

High quality merchandise

verse 2:

I've seen all sorts of dreams in my time

But this one's the cat's meow

Looks like someone tried to make it real

And maybe didn't know how

chorus 2x:

I'm a tycoon of second hand dreams

And I'm here to make a deal

Tycoon of second hand dreams

And I'm here to make some real

verse 3:

I've seen this town before the wars

Before the crisis hit

Before right-wing talk radio

Turned everything to shit

verse 4:

I've seen the best dreams come and go

I've seen the worst ones rule

I've seen some dreams bait everyone

With no one left to fool

chorus 2x

bridge:

From the lonely girl on the rooftop

To the runaway at the bus stop

From the unknown artist in the studio

To the one-hit wonder on the radio

Every town's got its own crop

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