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Once in a while |
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Well I have a strange dream |
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My mind flashes by on a technicolor screen |
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It seems that |
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I was just a child running wild to my own song |
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As I get older |
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Well my city gets colder |
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So I hide in the country where the weight is off my shoulders |
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So I can fly |
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Into those lotus eyes |
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Oh my my I've got food for me and you |
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Everything it rings so true |
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When the melody's in tune |
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So lets begin to sing and play |
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What is real will stay |
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The rest will fall away |
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Don't think of yesterday |
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All will be ok |
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Well I remember all those days in |
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November When |
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I started counting marbles |
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Singing songs of how |
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I never would lie to my mama now |
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This time |
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I'll make her proud |
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I planted seeds |
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I planted them in soil |
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Soil that won't spoil |
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My love is oh so loyal |
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Boil up the nectar now |
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Take a sip and pass it 'round |
