I was wandering
in a long night dream
Fleet were they
the long night dreams
As thin as the swooshing air
broken easly like a crumbling wire
But, ssssh!
Those thinner air told us many,
they screamed out
the deepest agony
or everything funny
about our waking times surely
What we did in our dreams
seemed so solid and logic,
until the morning dawn came to trim
and washed away our brain's night film
fnally they became the action of the sicks
Like the art of the fool
we address ourself as the smartest
but we're nothing less than some bunches
of silly people trying to be cool
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