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Norma
This was dawn, there were no rules, we were so young,
Movies were born; so many songs yet to be sung.
So many roads still unexplored;
We gave the world new ways to dream.
Somehow we found new ways to dream.
Joan of Arc; look at my face, isn't it strong?
There in the dark, up on the screen, where I belong.
We'll show them all nothing has changed,
We'll give the world new ways to dream
Everyone needs new ways to dream
Joe
I didn't argue, why hurt her?
You don't yell at the sleepwalker
Or she could fall and break her neck.
She smelled of faded roses,
It made me sad to watch her as she relived her glory.
Poor Norma, so happy, lost in her silver heaven.
Norma
Nothing has changed
We'll give the world new ways to dream
Everyone needs new ways to dream
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