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Away over in Dixieland,They paint dreams on the skyI wish I could be over there'Fore I run out of timeClimb onto the silver birdFly up into the, fly up into the skyAway over in DixielandThey paint dreams on the skyAnd hey, Quasimodo can understandThis strange speak in riddles and rhymesHow come her hair's all doneLike a freshly ploughed fieldShe lives over in DixielandWhere nothing is, where nothing is realAway over in DixielandThey paint dreams the skyAnd hey, Quasimodo can understandThis strange speak in riddles and rhymesAway over in DixielandThey paint dreams on the skyAnd hey, Quasimodo can understandThis strange speak in riddles and rhymesSongtexteThere are mountains of broken dreamsSeed don't grow on the landMoving pictures we've never seenScenes of sadness we see but we can't understand Aus Songtexte Mania