I had a thought
it wasn't good
I wasn't thinking
the way I should
so I waited
for it to change
but it somehow
stayed the same
oh what am I
going to do
my thoughts are false
but they think they're true
I had a dream
when I was young
imagination was
my native tongue
but I grew up
it disappeared
'cause everyone
said it was weird
oh what can I
begin to say
my dreams always turn
the other way
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