| | I can’t direct the universe I can’t pull off the road and take a rest I can’t go on for evermore I can’t refuse the weight of intellect I can’t avoid the hands of time I wish her touch was of a softer kind and if the world decides to melt there’s nothing i can do to change her mind (fee da da dee) Imi! Imi! i think i’m getting it (fee da da doh) our heads are a haunt for the ghosts of alphabet (fee da da dee) our hearts are tigers chasing tigerness (fee da da doh) Imi! Imi! i think i’m getting it tip your hat to the willow tree resigned to what it can and cannot be all you dreamers wishing for tomorrow ‘life is elsewhere’ only brings you sorrow
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