Máximo says he did't like the show
But there's still so many places we could go tonight
Like the cats on the roof
Leave no trace or no proof
In the lives they are leading
I rarely dream about most people [?] me
Octavio said he would like to be a found dead
After finishing the painting
With a coconut on the sand
Some place far away from here
Far enough to fear
And Remsi says
When smoke gets in the room
You would like to be in Cali, but you won't be
Sometimes soon most of our lives are already in memories
Most of our lives were only dreams
Annabelle said she'll be in Europe next year
That she whispers something into someone elses ear
And now I whisper nowhere
Somebody here do you have to say?
And [?] lend me a book to read
But I had too many stories inside of me
Someone's writing the history of the future
And I stole my time from him
A life without a paradise, but a paradise without
Most of our lives are already memories
Most of our lives were only dreams
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