If you can't sleep tonight
And if a fever grips you tight
Theres a place we must explore
Open wide the door
We may be the haunted men
But we will hold our heads up when
We're walking down the street of dreams
The dead beats and the dispossesed
The seekers of unlikeliness
The beauty walks arm in arm
With the beast tomight
We may be the haunted men
But we will hold our heads up when
We're walking down the street of dreams
Down the street of dreams
We walk down the street of dreams
A thousand doorways open there
A thousand voices sweet and clear
Emotions felt with a passion
Never felt before
We may be the haunted men
But we will hold our heads up when
We're walking down the street of dreams
When you walk down the street of dreams
You gotta hold your head up high
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