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Sailing thunder, misty morning. |
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Speaking, telling, singing strange story |
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Listen to my messenger |
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Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming of another world. |
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Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming of another world. |
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Dreaming, freezing, (such festive) turning upside down the world. |
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Freezing, drawing (like a jester) dream as the story turns. |
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(Anyday, anyway, I might come to you. You know I love you, so you love me too.) |
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Every every star now looks us anyone and more. Any any stories as told raindrops on the floor. Someone knows all better than you. Don't go through the door. |
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(humming part) |
