Living is easy with eyes closed
Misunderstanding all you see
It’s getting hard to be someone, but it all works out
It doesn't matter much to me
No one, I think, is in my tree
I mean, it must be high or low
That is, you can’t, you know, tune in, but it’s alright.
That is, I think it’s not too bad
Always, no, sometimes, think it’s me
But, you know, I know when it’s a dream
I think, er, no, I mean, er, yes, but it’s all wrong
That is, I think I disagree
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