Me and my friends,

Me and my friends, put our heads in the sand to try to ignore someone

but he was unleashed and so we split from the street as he spoke of the mountain tops

through my shades he could see though I was spoke of the mountaintops.

Through my shades he could see,

though I was slyly concealed,

he let the caterpillars walk.

Orion was there,

although he slept on the sheets, he'd all heart in the open search A philosopher's stone and a sorceress bone

Sliped off that stranger's tone

He claimed that he knew what I had always hoped true but I still let my eyes roll

and then I climbed down the rocks near where the water robots swam and I wrote down my thoughts

so that you know where I am

I'm. That day hope was born in its sort of form.

I'll wait with it till it walks.

His teeth they grew out

It was a cannibal child

That loved its mother's heart

I try to keep my chin up

But it's continually sung and the floods in these snow

trips but I heard some states all agree to let their me grow free that gives my

half a bit of a lift. And then I took a long while here where the war birds burned.

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