I'm coming in, got the wood stove on
At the end of a treasured day
Take off my hat & shoes
And I lay me down
Lives been lost & fortunes won
A test of the will to survive
See where the shadow falls
And you stake your claim
I dream of trees and roads
I roam across the hills
The sky is big, of deepest blue
The clouds like smoky trains
News coming in goes nation wide
Not a grain of truth to be heard
Lied to the ancient tribe
In their mother tongue
Wreaking havoc & wrecking lives
Like a ball & chain to the skull
Rise, see the eagle fly
Spirit can't be broken
I dream of trees and roads
I roam across the hills
The sky is big, of deepest blue
The clouds like smoky trains
I dream of trees and roads
I roam across the hills
The sky is big, of deepest blue
The clouds like smoky trains
(and I dream)
I dream of trees and roads
(and I dream)
I roam across the hills
(and I dream)
The sky is big, of deepest blue
(and I dream)
The clouds like smoky trains
(and I dream)
I dream of trees and roads
(and I dream)
I roam across the hills
Writer(s): Vince Clarke, Andy Bell
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