No need for sleep
If awake we're dreaming
So when I shut my eyes
It's a mistake you're seeing


No need for things
If things are all even
Oh can't we be odd?
Can't we make up our Gods?


No needs for rings
or lots of money.
Just stories of friends
Who are tragic and funny

No need for satins
Or gowns of all kinds
Just this old town
And the moonlight


No need for Kings
Or queens in our land
I'll be a servant with you
If we could just serve we two


No need for hope
Because hope is a liar
Do you know what I know?
Can we know it together?

No need for names.
No need for the past.
Just the names in songs
They mean more than the real ones


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