Where should I start?
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Oh let me see
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I met Tinkerbell Maulberry underneath the tree
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And we made love for hours and she Showed me some tricks on how mud can give power or blow them to bits
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I
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I got weapons and a sword, a sickle and a dream, I got questions I pour, They trickle from the stream
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And every rhyme it's like my pen tip's been muttering
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It leaves my heart fluttering gently
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Now picture an apartment block full of memories
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A staircase with sacrifice and art is the energy, the remedy
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The only form of freedom I've befriended
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The need of love, the time alone, the chemistry
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We hang out with the heads with the workmen at the galloes
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Just watching All These pussies just surfing in the shallows
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I scurry off to mother and tell her who we badger
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Or toast your beer high and Sing This with Casper
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[Chorus:]
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If you do not love me then no one will
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Another ghost crawls over my window sill
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And he's stabbing for the rap That I keep in motion
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My bedroom's a castle, I keep it open [x2]
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I
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We travel over acres and hills
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And hills and acres
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So I'm shaping These gills so I can chill with nature
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And just cool out and pause the ripples for a moment
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And watch These tune numbers and believe in the zone
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And I'm optimistic like the last wishing are
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Reflecting naked In this pond as I cast my fishing rod
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Into That uncharted plane of thought
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And I never departed till my aim was caught
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In this land of giants, I climb the beanstalk
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Yeah I've been to the top and I've see how men walk
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And it's just that crawling up under my skin
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We paint y'all That These worlds are slumbering in
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I bottle up my dreams, I blow them out through my trumpet to kids asleep
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How many can you encompass?
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But I forgot that I'm standing in a pond of hope
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And We Might not be heard Their cause we're beyond scope
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We grow
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Lyrics in the heavens watch the stars get fertile
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But we might as well be rapping at the arctic circle
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Cause y'all are hibernating
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We're flying over your nogins
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I'm all alone In this fucking rolling writing tobagin
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So we injected this crop
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When you were man enough to bump us
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We connected the dots
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And we expanded your circumference
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It's the Words That Could be you missed that The most valid
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So I sit in between the lines and hear the ghosts galloping
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[Chorus]
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I
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Show me a light
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Show me a spark
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I've been trying to take flight all alone in the dark
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In a bedroom That I pretend's my palace
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The paper's my landscape, the pen's my balance
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See there's no map to buy to know where my head goes
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Sometimes I see her ghost by my bedpost
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But When the sun hits the kids on the hill
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Three billygoats are born for every bridge That I build
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Cause as long as I'm alive I'm a fix that flat
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The smile on her face I'm a Bring that back
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I need a dog by my side, some sneakers for walking
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And a boat to leave on the sea in the morning
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But the storm is towering over my tugboat
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Would I pack up shop now? Fuck no
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See I'm a positive man
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But when i look back on hell's hole
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I buy a pint with my lads, sit back and tell jokes
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I went to all Summer through Spring and not eleven o'clock Automan did I fall off that swing fucking
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It proved Product That is under the dirt Hundreds of birds Waiting with an infinite hunger to merge
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That's why I walk the street with a leash chained to a butterfly
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But when i talk to the beat I free reins to the other side
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But when i catch them with a net made of magic
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And throw them back with a shepherd's heart to save the paddacs
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There's no doubt I make it happen
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It's a party on my page of poetry
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So peel back Those prison walls and arrange to go with me
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Their show is over
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We want to show you free
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Where you can walk through walls to a place That no one sees
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[Chorus]
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Walking Home
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Bliss N Eso |