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I have a recurrent dream
Every time I loose my voice
I swallow little glowing lights
My mother and son baked for me
During the night
They do a trapeze walk
Until they’re in the sky
Right above my bed
While I’m asleep
My mother and son pour into me
Warm glowing oil
Into my wide open throat
I have a recurrent dream
Every time I feel a hoarseness
I swallow warm glowing lights
My mother and son baked for me
They make me feel bertter
They make me feel better
We have a recuttent dream
Everytime we we loose our voices
We dream we swallow little lights
Our mother and sons bake for us
During hte night
They do a little trapeze walk
Until they’re in the sky
Rigtht above our heads
While we’re asleep
Our mothers and sons pour into us
Warm glowing oil
Into our wide open throats
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