Lyric of The Josephs Dusty Dreams,Composer:Naoaki Tsuda・Julia Fujimaru,Writer:Julia Fujimaru
Singer : The Josephs
Writer : Julia Fujimaru
Composer : Naoaki Tsuda・Julia Fujimaru
He marched right in in those pretty pink shoesTook to the stage like a swan to the snowTchaikovsky his muse with Misha in his soulWell, that was then and this is nowStuck 'em in the attic for cleats and a ball'Cause that's what they said a boy's gotta doNow he's just a pawn in a pinstripe army'Cause dusty were the dreams that'd never come He never looked back just to carry onOne day he found 'em in a dusty cornerHis pink-shoed dreams She was one of those classic big fish,From a small town with big dreams tooEveryone knew her but no one knew howWhen and if she'd ever be tamedWell, that was then and this is nowShe grew and grew but never out of townNow she feels small in her fancy fishbowl'Cause dusty were the dreams that'd never come She never looked back just to carry onOne day she found 'em on a dusty shelfHer big fish dreams We're all just tryina' carry onHolding on to our dusty dreams Oh, they felt old and wearyBut oh, they dusted them offAnd were dreamers again We're all just tryina' carry onHolding on to our dusty dreams.