The Trouble With Dreams

 

 

Well they set you at a desk on Red Square

And told how to play with your new toys

Ain't that the trouble with dreams, boy

Ain't that the trouble with dreams?

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Well they taught you how to fight to retain control

But you wanted to spread the real joy

Oh, ain't that the trouble with dreams, boy

Ain't that the trouble with dreams, boy?

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Well you followed in a line of hardened men

Now you gotta prove you're the real McCoy

Ain't that the trouble with dreams, boy

Ain't that the trouble with dreams?

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The back of a man is now at risk

Who lays down the whip that he employed

Ain't that the trouble with dreams, boy

AIn't that the trouble with dreams, boy?

 

Well you thought you found a lover until she

Told you that you're not the only one

Ain't that the trouble with dreams, son

Ain't that the trouble with dreams?

 

While you were putting on your bravest face

She was just tryin' to have a little bit of fun

Ain't that the trouble with dreams, son

Ain't that the trouble with dreams, son?

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Well you wanted to ride the new wave

Until you got under the rip curl

Ih, ain't that the trouble with dreams girl

Ain't that the trouble with dreams?

 

Well they told you could do anything you want

But then you had to do it in the real world

Oh, ain't that the trouble with dreams, girl?

Ain't that trouble with dreams, girl?

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-San Francisco 2007

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Words and music by Devin Greenwood © 2011 Secret Piney Music