So far above the ancient lake
I found a land where dreams are lies
Where hopes are buzzing like old flies
Then i woke up and knew that was faked
Now i can hear the smooth green snake
Filling my head with butterflies
Looking for some brown-sugared cake
For they are starving in my skies
Needles needles open the ball
The night is dull forget swallow
The day you met this queer fellow
Shouting to death when sister call
Keeping my heart close to the toes
She drifted with her own supplies
Towards a lazy vein where i
Could use again my shiny shoes
Behind your world my creatures lived
They held my brain my gloomy soul
But once our last supper achieved
Your summertime will reach its fall
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