Текст песни Erasure - Treasure

I'm coming in
Got the wood stove on
At the end of a treasured day
Take off my hat and shoes
And i lay me down
Lives been lost
And fortunes won
A test of the will to survive
See where the shadow falls
And you stake your claim

I dream of trees and roads
I roam across the hills
The sky is big
The deepest blue
The clouds like smokey trains

News coming in
Goes nation wide
Not a grain of truth to be heard
Lie to an ancient tribe
In their mother tongue
Wreaking havoc
And wrecking lives
Like a ball and chain to the skull
Rise see the eagle fly
Spirit can't be broken

I dream of trees and roads
I roam across the hills
The sky is big
The deepest blue
The clouds like smokey trains (and I dream)

I dream of trees and roads (and I dream)
I roam across the hills (and I dream)
The sky is big
The deepest blue (and I dream)
The clouds like smokey trains (and I dream)

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