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Living without you is difficult
But our dead dreams awake
In my mushroom art

Do not observe her beauty
Cloud faced old man winking
You see, he tests me, he wants
I should join him in gratitude for his craft
He calls this love but hardly so

Happy the universe, happy is the act
A bejeweled crow on a quilted tent
Yeah, its at the zenith
Our dead dreams awake

Living without you is difficult
But our dead dreams awake
In my mushroom art
Living without you is difficult   But our dead dreams awake   In my mushroom art      Do not observe her beauty   Cloud faced old man winking   You see, he tests me, he wants   I should join him in gratitude for his craft   He calls this love but hardly so      Happy the universe, happy is the act   A bejeweled crow on a quilted tent   Yeah, its at the zenith   Our dead dreams awake      Living without you is difficult   But our dead dreams awake   In my mushroom art