Make believe your on a boat with no water around.
Picture yourself at a circus, without any clowns.
Pretend that you're on a highway, without any end.
Then empty the ashtray,
Sweep up the floor,
Put a lock on your door.
If somebody calls in the morning,
Just say we don't live here no more.
Draw me a picture of an island without any seas.
Show me a map of the whole world without boundaries.
Build me a home without windows or doors to go in. |
| Then empty the ashtray,
Sweep up the floor,
Put a lock on your door.
If somebody calls in the morning,
Just say we don't live here no more.
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Dream of a time when the tides ebbing now rise again.
Then you will know that to die is not really to end.
To be continued... |
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