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The only place where you can dream,
living here it's not what it seems.
Ship of white
light in the sky,
nobody there
to reason why.
Here I am,
not really there...
smiling faces ever so rare.
Let's walk in deepest space,
living here just isn't the place.
O-ooohhh, ooohohohoooohh... (questo non so se e` venuto bene)
Spots of light come from the ground,
when I cry there isn't a sound,
all my feelings cannot be held,
I'm happy in
my new strange world,
sheds of green grasses twine,
girls drinking plasma wine.
I look at love, a dream unfolds,
living here you'll never grow old.
Oh baby,
don't you hear me call?