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Hobo Dream
(words & music by Markus Rill) |
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There are many trains I’ve
ridden
Many railroad towns I’ve seen
Desires unfulfilled that I’ve kept hidden
Dreamin’ my hobo dream
There is freedom on these train tracks
But they’re cold and hard and made of steel
There’s a price I’ve paid for never goin’
back
Dreamin’ my hobo dream
My hobo dream would take me far across the land
My hobo dream would take me high
In my hobo dream someone would take me by the hand
In my hobo dream I’d never cry
I seek solitude yet I’m cravin’ love
But some things stay out of reach
I get close yet never near enough
To fulfil my hobo dream
My hobo dream would take me far across the land
My hobo dream would take me high
In my hobo dream someone would take me by the hand
In my hobo dream I’d never cry
As a kid I often wondered
what it’s like to be free
I lay sheltered from the thunder
Dreamin’ my hobo dream
Now I know that dreams ain’t real |
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