Ximena

What dreams do we keep, they ask us the ghosts, sat on bar stool seats, leave us alone we say, all we want is hope, its not why we stay, try shoot the btreeze, if they splay the rope, on our way to seeing, what we do anyway, face as strong as stone, beat any blues away, music makes us leap, it carries all uor jokes, rescues us from sleep, wouldn't it be great, sail with tunes we know, dish the lifeline day, just learn to float