| My spirit takes a journey through my mind
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| In through the endless coloured waves
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| The shaded patterns moving through these places
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| Fan across the faces of my memory
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| Out of sight not out of mind
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| Intellactuality is holding nothing left for me on this flight
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| The spaces of the time before
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| Leave the logic at the door of reality
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| Out of sight not out of mind
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| Rain of the summer fills the hand
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| A snow white turtle on a stained glass land
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| Lie overturned, legs that kick and claw
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| Cannot bite into the wall
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| This vision paling slowly now into the tunneling liquid space
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| Inside this microdot daydream
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| I seek an understanding of my life in this place
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| Out of sight not out of mind |