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am I only dreaming or is this the kelvin parade? watching a winter sun slowly drift into the shade leaving on Sunday so tired and alone a westerly service I'm soaked to the bone and I burn with love in the night my friend no no no no and the dreams I'm dreaming of have no beginning or end beginning or end well I hope you find happiness somewhere tonight in the streets where the radio cries to the hours and the night for release but our friends and the strangers who pass through the lens won't ever explain it or come back again (chorus) it's alright the fog is really rolling in now through the front door and the quietness of this place we can load up with the shifting house around us won't you ride it on babe won't you ride it on babe won't you ride it on babe so I came in to this room in my coat and my shoes inside a night that will never be real or be true Sunday so haunted and Monday so bright how can I ever escape from the light? Aus Songtexte Mania