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Spread in the grass
My branch is pointing to the sun
Leaves of pleasure around me
They surround me, slipping inside me

Magic rod with a crimson topping
Growing shorter, thinner and vanish
inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale
Thats how we cast our spell

And I
Want to fly
so very high
up into the sky

I
Want to fly
so very high
up above the sky

I
Want to fly
so very high
up into the sky

I
Want to fly
with friends of mine
we steal the sky

A mouthful of flowers
Lurking in the orchard of dreams
Putting an end to boundless vexation
Infusing potion of truth and salvation

Innocent sorcerers, convicted adulterers,
Spirits admirers, brain cells murderers
Conjure the mist then swallow the vapor
Its our reality's litmus paper

And I
Want to fly
so very high
up into the sky

I
Want to fly
so very high
up above the sky

I
Want to fly
so very high
up into the sky

I
Want to fly
with friends of mine
we steal the sky

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