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Floating on about the place,
Where the sea of sand takes on the taste,
Of a piece of fruit picked miles away.
From the golden sun the sharpness fades.

Times that you want to stay,
You run inside your heart.
Times that you want to stray,
See me coming out to call your name.

Writing down lines of the times you hate,
Makes a taste so bitter, you've to tin it up for later.
Simmer it up with the future and take a spoonful in.
Awareness sets it in, no time to waste.

Oh, the rolling can,
Feel it time, and time again.

Let the fun side peel the serious
Feel the seed growing in the body.

Times that you want to stay,
You run inside your heart.
Times that you want to stray,
See me coming out to call your name.
Times that you want to wait,
You run inside your heart.
Times that you're leaving home,
See me coming out to call your name.

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