| 
Lyrics:
He cried, he cried, and he cried... rained 40 nights...
Played lots of chess ...made lots of friends...
...And he wept every time it would rain
This is not a dream, not a dream
We are using your brain's electrical system as a receiver
We are unable to transmit
Through your conscious neural interference
You are receiving this broadcast as a dream
We are transmitting from the year 1-9-.....
	
	
	
	
		
		
	
	
	
			
	   	 
     
	
    
        All lyrics are property and copyright of their owners. 
        2025 Zortam.com  
        
     |