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life is like a lucid dream
where nothing has a very clear meaning
in the age of believing
the music that we make sets us free
they say time is fleeting
for a moment, come and sit and relieve me
in any way that you're feeling
the butterflies guided by the breeze
i'll stay here if you can, too
the sky's still blue
such a heavenly view
find a secret meadow
holding hands and dancing into tomorrow
the moon outshining her shadow
blesses us with her gentle glow
whispering and speaking slow
we tell each other things only we know
while sleeping under the willow
we put on our show,
and our laughter helps the daisies grow
you stay with me when im sad
love me when im mad
i couldnt be more glad
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