| I dreamed you saw the eyes of a paranoid man
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| And quit your vision of the millenium
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| Leaving our hopes in the hands of the psychics
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| Peace isn’t quiet, i’m heading down the freeway
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| I’m hanging on the frequency of your voice
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| I’m drunk on the sound of your voice
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| I dreamed i climbed a hill in the midnight mud
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| You turned a blind eye to the baby
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| Leaving our hopes in the hands of the psychos
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| Peace isn’t quiet, i’m heading down the freeway
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| I’m hanging on the frequency of your voice
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| I’m drunk on the sound of your voice
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| There are sapphires in the trees
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| And the moths as big as bats
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| Lucky me, to have all that
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| What do you have on your mind?
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| What do you have on your mind?
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| There are sapphires in the trees
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| And the moths as big as bats
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| Lucky me, to have all that
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| What do you have on your mind?
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| What do you have on your mind?
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| What do you have on your mind?
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| What do you have on your mind? |