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I'm like a runaway train,
I'm like a marshmallow cloud
Rollin and rollin around
Not worried what their talking about
We'll sleep in sweet delirium tonight
We'll breathe what we see
In Sketches of Our Dreams.
I'm like a blueberry crown
Your like a crisp mountain breeze
It's like a busted up town
With a lake in the trees
Nobody to please
I'm at a masquerade fair
I wear a leopard skin hat
I trampoulined your bear
You're a polka dot cat
Rollin and rollin around
Not worried what their talkin about
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