Raiders of the Lost Pantomime Part Four
A gathering of every lost dream Assembled in the sunlit stream For night was old and a star less sky Would grant victory to the silent cry
Deflated lives feel left out
Punishing with fear and doubt
Turning someone into no one
Turning no one into someone Bramble Junction began to function And Nettle Station began transportation Who’s to say that this is not right Arisen liberation of silver lady and the golden knight
We are something………
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