| I left my body on my bed
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| I flew away inside my head
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| To dive right through the moon and find
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| A perfect world inside my mind
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| I want to take you there
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| Smiling through your hair
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| That is why i sing this song
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| And why there is a band called Gong
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| Voices in our heads are calling
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| Ringing bells and singing tales of
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| How this world could be
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| If only we could learn to melt together
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| Make such lovely weather
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| Maybe we will blow it like in bygone ages
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| Maybe we will make it if we care
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| You’ll be there
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| We’ll be there — love
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| Love is how you live it / give it / make it / take it
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| First you make it with your body
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| Everything you give to share
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| When you come together then your
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| One with lovers everywhere
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| Give a little wink — you know
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| — just who the pot head pixies are
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| Have a little think
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| Have another drink
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| You know… |