| I looked up saw a cloud floating by without a sound
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| Banana slugs do their yin/yang thing
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| A hermaphroditic little fling
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| I looked up saw a cloud floating by without a sound
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| I looked up saw a cloud floating by without a sound
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| Banana slugs do their yin/yang thing
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| A hermaphroditic little fling
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| I looked up saw a cloud floating by without a sound
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| Last night I woke up startled from another falling dream
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| It was embedded in my memory
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| From when my family went through trees
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| I read a lot of books about the future of the sun
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| And how my great-great-great-great-great grandfather
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| Might have been a monkeys son.
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| There’s a man right on the corner with a withered wrinkled face
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| He says that planet earth is not his home
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| Though he comes from outer space
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| And we’re all full of questions that we would like to know
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| Just exactly where we came from, and exactly where we’ll go Though I know my limitations, and I know that I don’t know
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| But still I know the constellations, and I know the falling snow
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| And we’re all full of questions that we would like to know
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| Just exactly where we came from, and exactly where we’ll go Banana, banana, banana bump x4
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| (I too… I know too…) |