Spiritual Beggars - On Dark Rivers


On dark rivers we float
Never to meet the releasing sea

Our souls hide
Deep inside our bodies

We got to feed our dreams
Nurse our dreams
We got to feed our dreams
Nurse our dreams

Sounds of words that are spoken
Merely flirting with the truth

But we never find it, no
Never can we put the finger on it

We got to feed our dreams
Nurse our dreams
We got to feed our dreams
Nurse our dreams

Under a bad moon
We try to figure out
Which way to fall

In this masquerading boat
You've got to wonder
Why most of us choose to stay

We got to feed our dreams
Nurse our dreams
We got to feed our dreams
Nurse our dreams

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