27.4.09

Nothing is real.


Living is easy with eyes closed
Misunderstanding all you see
Its getting hard to be someone, but it all works out
It doesn't matter much to me.

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No one, I think, is in my tree
I mean, it must be high or low
That is, you cant, you know, tune in, but its alright
That is, I think its not too bad.

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Always, no, sometimes, think its me
But, you know, I know when its a dream
I think, er, no, I mean, er, yes, but its all wrong
That is, I think I disagree.

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Let me take you down, cause I'm going to
Strawberry fields
Nothing is real.

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