Our Fantasy
Life's a trip
It twists and turns along the way
As we go along the path
We must stop every once and awhile to dance
Never mind the watcher's
their piercing eyes won't hinder us
For we are in our land
Our fantasy
It is ours to do as we like
We're lover's we dance play and sing
Until we can no longer stand
Then we will lie down to regenerate
Blessed us
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