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sing me a song,

tell me what i am doing isn't wrong,

whisper to me that thinking these things is allowed,

that i can have my head up in these clouds,

sing me a song,

let me know exactly where i belong,

lift me up to my feet,

teach me how to dance to this beat,

hum me a tune,

where all of my pathes don't end in doom,

how i can draw out a clear picture of my fate,

and where it isn't all too late,

hum me a tune,

even when my lips have turned blue,

don't you cry,

even after i've said my goodbye,

just sing me a song,

where none of this ever went wrong,

just hum me a tune,

where we are running over all these dunes.

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