green hills roll above me, big blue skies write kisses and hug me, while I am just as blue as can be sing a little sing for me,
My dreams are deja vu now, my dreams are kung fu and protrude now my reality is as cool as can be hum a little hum for me,
fur lights and sunday mornings, grey bikes and wondering and exploring, when I am alone just as blank as can be,
frame a litlle frame for me,
Vexed and crossed smell wood burning, the smoke my eyes and feathered jars rise above me, versed crooked smiles just slur and slink by while I'm driving through the mud.
A victory is as clear as can be.
Dream a little dream of me.
dah dah dahh da dum…
da da da dyi di dee dee di dum…..
hmmmm hum hmmm hum hm hum hmm hmm
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