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See my dreams 
 They’re sent from me
 I’ve laid them out to bask in the sun
 
 The waves from the ocean
 Are calling me over
 But I haven’t noted where I’m going yet
 
 The thoughts that I’ve thought
 Are the thoughts I’ve forgot
 So next time will you please write them down
 
 I sit in the fields 
 Where the animals chill
 And I lay my bare arms out for the taking
 
 If life is a comedy, and death is a mystery
 Then my label, has no title yet, no title yet.
 
 The glass from the window is
 All I can see through
 Will someone please unlock this aging cell
 
 The keys dangle loosely 
 From the only place that I can see
 If you reach for them I’ll point you to the door
 
 Its over there, its over there
 For you, its just over there
 
 If life is a comedy, and death is a mystery
 Then my label, has no title yet, no title yet.
 
 The wings to escape me
 Are the wings that will break me
 But the sky is too far to reach alone
 
 The puppeteers playing
 Their puppets aren’t aging
 Are there really no rules for us to play by
 
 If you try to see clearly
 You’ll sink faster surely
 I’ve figured out this road has many exits
 
 I’m singing my poetry
 I’m typing my melodies
 ‘Cause the sun is now dancing with the night
 
 If life is a comedy, and death is a mystery
 Then my label, has no title yet, no title yet.
 
 The pressure to be free
 Is wearing down on me
 ‘Cause I’ve never understood that word
 
 Life by the highway is 
 Hard to go my way
 My lights are bright but my turn signal’s broken
 
 If life is a comedy, and death is a mystery
 Then my label, has no title yet, no title yet
 Then my label, my label, my label
 No title yet
 No title yet
 
 My label, no title yet

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