Upon strange seas of thought. |
Upon thoughts of strange seas.
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Upon strange seas of thought. |
I’m gonna go where I please.
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Upon strange seas of thought. |
I’m making my way.
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Upon strange seas of thought. |
Into the waiting day.
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Is there anybody out there? |
Is there anybody out there?
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Is there anybody out there? |
Where the sky is like the ocean.
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It’s like the ocean…
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Upon strange seas of thought. |
Upon strange seas of thought.
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Where the thunderclouds are endless and are waiting to fall.
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On abstract tangents I am riding on strange seas of thought.
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Where perplexion is a spider web — a sphinx suspended on a thread.
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Don’t lose control of who you are upon strange seas of thought.
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Out there upon meadows of green I’ll be lying.
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On mountains of dreams. |
I’ll be climbing. |
I’ve been climbing.
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Upon secrets untold, upon treasures of gold I’ll be finding.
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Well, I’ll be finding.
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Is there anybody out there? |
Is there anybody out there?
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Is there anybody out there? |
Well is there anybody out there?
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Where the sea is like the heavens.
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Is there anybody out there? |
Upon strange seas of thought.
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Upon strange seas of thought. |
Upon strange seas of thought.
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Upon strange seas of thought. |
Upon strange seas of thought.
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Thoughts… |