I had a dream when I saw it was weak
But the changing of life seems to move me
Seasons of guide in a song on a time
Under things that are really confusing

Help me to find in your face in the crowd
Help me now, let me find my big giving
I tried and I'm trying but the thoughts keep inside
He can struck but my future is bending

Just a smile, just clampsys in fear
I need the touch of a hand
Fanting she's caught with the shadow of doubt
Too late for the law that I found

Dirty old town, what's your name what you're doing
Dirty old town, won't you leave them alone
Dirty old town, it's a shame what you're thinking
Don't give a hand, let it be

Dirty old town, can't you see in the future
Dirty old town, don't need in your name
Oh I hear songs you're telling the gods
Don't let the guide slip away, slip away

I wonder in man in a valley of flames
In a dream that's slowing unwending
The season of guide in a song with no rhyme
On a thought that is really unending

I found in your face and I found in your mind
And I dont really need my big giving
Too late for your souls and your stories untold
Turn the page for the pucks that's reading

Just a smile, just a clampsys in fear
No need for the touch of a hand
Fanting she's caught with the shadow of dawn
Too late for the lawn that you found

Dirty old town, what's your name what you're doing
Dirty old town, won't leave them alone
Dirty old town, it's a shame what you're thinking
Don't take a hand, let it be

Dirty old town, can't you see in the future
Dirty old town, don't need for your name
Oh I hear songs you're telling for gods
Don't let the guide slip away, slip away