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| It is a dream vision, but more than a dream. It is a
premonition, a glimpse of what will be. The setting is
the past, but its reality is the future. |
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Lennon and Chapman are the two spirits dancing together.
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| It is a magical glimpse of his future
death. |
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| As the bullets are fired, there is a river of sound,
deafening, brutal. As he slips away into death, he
hears music touching his soul. |
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#9Dream
So long ago
Was it in a dream, was it just a dream?
I know, yes I know
Seemed so very real, it seemed so real to me
Took a walk down the street
Thru the heat whispered trees
I thought I could hear (hear, hear, hear)
Somebody call out my name
as it started to rain
Two spirits dancing so strange
Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé
Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé
Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé
Dream, dream away
Magic in the air, was magic in the air?
I believe, yes I believe
More I cannot say, what more can I say?
On
a river of sound
Thru the mirror go round,
round
I thought I could feel (feel, feel, feel)
Music touching my soul, something warm,
sudden cold
The
spirit dance was unfolding
Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé
Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé
Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé
Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé
Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé
Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé
Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé
Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé
Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé
Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé
Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé |
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| Number 9 always held a special
significance for Lennon, making this a special song, a
special dream vision. |
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| Somebody calls out his name - "John. Mr. Lennon." |
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The phrase "mirror go round"
puns on "merry-go-round" or Carousel.
And as the bullets tear into him, Lennon starts to
slip through the mirror, to the other side - death.
The spirit dance of death is unfolding - the cold
chill of death has him. |
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