Mountain climbing, then making love, than birthday parties, sweet cakes, and high school sweethearts, and hmm its quite tarte, I enjoy fine arts,

To saying enough, of this love that I'm feeling, these lips I am sealing, this evening gown I'm seeing,

And then he tripped on the path, asked you to come further in the abyss, ‘Are you a good dreamer?’, he asks,

Fell right on his ass,

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Said it was quite a laugh,

I had a good time,

Hopefully now she's mine,

This time it blinded me,

This window is binding me,

Release me, unleash me,

Scream save me,

I need my daddy,

And an eternity passed,

Said I remember that lass,

We were lovers long ago,

Three worlds ago,

And the youth said you’re dreaming,

No, I'm just believing,

Do you want to see my homework?

The quantified possibility?

Of everything?

Maybe just connected to this place?

Somewhere you can reach?

Damn, man, why do you always have to go so deep?

This is a kids show,

It’s have you met Elmo,

Good show,

The doorkeeper would like to know.