| To burst into the land of dreams
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| Push me down those blue moon beams
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| Among you and not, it seems, on drifting sand
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| I’d woken up but only half awake
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| Where my aching bones won’t say
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| Always there but never stay, on drifting sand
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| Wake me, shake me, tell me I’m alive
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| Take it easy give me no surprise
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| Among you adn not it seems on drifting sand
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| I’ll be a raggedy king with a rusty crown
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| My queen Cleopatra when the sun goes down
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| Always there but never stay on drifting sand
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| We’ll burst right through the land of dreams
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| Scattering those cold, cold blue moonbeams
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| Always there but never stay on drifting sands
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| Shadows on the ceiling, rocks in my bed
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| The moon on my shoulder, stars in my head
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| Find me a hat, I’ll talk through it, lend me your ear I’ll talk to it
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| Show me the door I’ll walk through it, to the land of drifting sand
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| Wake me, shake me, tell me I’m alive
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| Rock me gently give me no surprise
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| Among you and we’re not it seems on drifting sand |