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    Waitress on skates in trainin
    Hard to call it dreaming
    Images present themselves to me
    Seeds are ripe for reapin'
    I can tell you sleepin'
    You're everything you ever wanted to be

    And nothing here is changing
    No messy rearranging
    Cause every set of ficus stays the same
    Sinatra's always singing

    And you do all the clinging
    And someone else accepts my blame
    Whatever my imagination throws
    So rugged, grow a rose
    When my eyes do close
    When my eyes do close
    When they close

    Turn and face my ceiling
    Deep in all the feeling
    Inhibitions turn to dust and fly away
    Stop my eyelids flickering
    With your petty bickering
    But this I must say
    What I got to say

    I hear my girl Dinah's playin'
    And tree branches start swayin'
    Run over and sit right by the roof
    And I see the leafs are growing
    Little buds are showing
    Reach out a hand
    Invite them to the throne
    Whatever my imagination throws
    So rugged, growing rose
    When my eyes do close
    When my eyes do close
    When they close

    Nothin' such a scrutiny
    Voiding purple mutual
    You are loving beautifully
    And it's fragrant beautifully
    Colorful and monochrome
    Amy Winehouse alone
    Far away from ringing phone at home
    I turn to stone, turn to stone

    And all the thoughts are static
    Yeah, my singing is automatic
    And I wish that I could sell it in my every urge you tell her
    Cause I can sense no danger
    I am the lone ranger
    Through the desert in a yellow caddy
    With a black haired blue eyed stranger
    White dress outside drying

    I've been fear for flying
    I overtake Montgomery in skills, yeah
    Never been more daring
    Kitten heels I'm wearing
    Reality a blow that sometimes cares

    When I drop it lyrically
    Words evolve generically
    And I don't ever need to collapse in tears
    And I could curse your timing
    Thunderously miming
    And I feel young beyond my years

    Whatever my imagination throws
    So rugged, growing rose
    When my eyes do close
    When my eyes do close
    When they close....

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