| 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
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| raindrops on the floor. |
| Someone knows all better than you. |
| Don’t go through the
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| door.
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| (humming part) |