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Lazy butterfly napping on me
Dreaming of the sky and roly polys
Wake up, wake up, clouds are coming, clouds are coming
Wake up, wake up, rains are falling, rains are falling
Colors in my eye are staring at me
Anchor at my side as sweet as silver
Pleasure, pleasure, don't forget her, don't forget her
Love her, love her, I won't forget her, I won't forget her
Seashell fingernail scratching at me
Brown eyed lullaby singing at me
Come on, come on, try and catch me, try and catch me
Come on, come on, try and catch m, try and catch me
Cotton old cloud smoke I know he feels it
Rising from an oak because I feel it
He burn, he burn, mesmerizing, mesmerizing
He burn, he burn, hypnotizing, hypnotizing
Hopeful wise old worm in his temple
Digging in the dirt staying simple
Married, married, to the desert to the desert
Climbing, climbing, up a ladder up a ladder
Purple hummingbird in the meadow
Suckling at the flow of its shadow
See the day fit your fist in, fit your fist in
It's never too late, I'd like to think so, I'd like to think so
Knife stuck in her paw someone help her
Gather sticks and straw and build it shelter
Don't you, don't you, let her die yeah, let her die yeah
Lazy butterfly napping on me   Dreaming of the sky and roly polys   Wake up, wake up, clouds are coming, clouds are coming   Wake up, wake up, rains are falling, rains are falling   Colors in my eye are staring at me   Anchor at my side as sweet as silver   Pleasure, pleasure, don't forget her, don't forget her   Love her, love her, I won't forget her, I won't forget her   Seashell fingernail scratching at me   Brown eyed lullaby singing at me   Come on, come on, try and catch me, try and catch me   Come on, come on, try and catch m, try and catch me   Cotton old cloud smoke I know he feels it   Rising from an oak because I feel it   He burn, he burn, mesmerizing, mesmerizing   He burn, he burn, hypnotizing, hypnotizing   Hopeful wise old worm in his temple   Digging in the dirt staying simple   Married, married, to the desert to the desert   Climbing, climbing, up a ladder up a ladder   Purple hummingbird in the meadow   Suckling at the flow of its shadow   See the day fit your fist in, fit your fist in   It's never too late, I'd like to think so, I'd like to think so   Knife stuck in her paw someone help her   Gather sticks and straw and build it shelter   Don't you, don't you, let her die yeah, let her die yeah