the reptiles escaped, who said `booh'?
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was it me, but who then was I?
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what made them fear?
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it's dark and it's cold, and I feel so old
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I'm going down
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I'm going down to chase some reptiles
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so autonomic
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and you interupt my dream
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you interrupt me
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my old brainstem is talking
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and you interrupt my dream
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you interrupt me
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the kites fly up high, I'm free, I run
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but from heaven fall the bluebirds
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they hit the ground
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the sun warms my face, and I feel
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it ain't the end for all the living,
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it ain't no end for the living, no!
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my intuition
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and you interrupt my dream
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you interrupt me
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deep in here it is hidden
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and you interrupt my dream
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you interrupt me
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you woke me up, I'm forgetting
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and you interfere
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you interrupt my dream
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it's so autonomic...
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Waking will
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