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Credits: James Percy, David Percy |
Story Behind the Song
rats that call
and my bed is cold
and the rain thats falls
leaves a trace of pain
in the waste land i dreamt of fire
i wore my fathers coat
when you spoke to me
but it prickles my neck
like my memory
in the waste land i dreamt of fire
leaves of grass
that cut my fingers
and that blood stained letter
and the sun is setting
in the waste land i dreamt of fire
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