Hey, i say
Hey, i say with joy
Oh to have an answer back
One with so much sense
Hey, i say boy
I then stand in the corner
As i watch
All of them go out of the world
I watched like a foreigner
And waited until they all whirled and swirled
Atlantic blues washing over, dancing to sound
Flying in the sky oh, the good feeling
Of all them being clowned
A stick of delusion
A feeling of disgust
But oh, such a taste of
of sweet trust
Hey, i say again
This time less energy
and more angst
This has to stop i say
All ignoring me like dancing in the rain
Why so comfortable
Why did i have to know
Or see i could have left
I could have forgot
But no i lead to theft
As i took the stick of joy
Went outside threw it across the floor
They run after it like running from
the waves of Atlantic blues
But for them it's the same
They're fantasy cruise
Is my reality frame
I stay away now
But boy, if i could go back
To unsee what i saw
I would take a vow
A pact, whatever it take
to get them back
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