A BUCKET TO EMPTY ALL YOUR DREAMS

Why did she go away?
She was the answer to all my prayers
I was a tin soldier
Lost one leg in a tin war had tin hair
But this tin war never stole my glare

In her presence I felt so full and filled
Love was double billed

A red river runs through my dream landscape
On a small raft a tiny man tries to escape

It’s the riddle whether you slip or slide
It’s the question whether you live or die
Whether you stick or flow away in the stream
We’ll watch our decay in widescreen
Here’s a bucket to empty all your dreams
A bucket to empty all your dreams