How exciting!
ME ME ME
Can you blame me
I like confetti
Love things like people
Who seem like things
So I don't get cynical
Seems like a true sin
To imagine a bunch of felons
Just for a tea party
People go mad and seek revenge.
So when the wheat fields rise
And sweet eyes full of love are here
Bored no more
The soul is light
And joy gets in during the night
For it begins with me
Making it happen
Day by day
White magic comes.
We can work it out
Shout
Yes
We can work it out
Yes we have what it takes
I love you
You are sweet
You are great
With a little love
We can lift this weight
Come all
Lets work it out!
We can renew and refresh
And be our best again
Let it be
Let it be
Well a little help from each other
Some help from friendship
Let it be my friends!
The universe becomes a math problem
Which is troubling to me:
As it makes me feel forced to deal with two realities in two different ways and life was already complex. Oh well.
I BELIEVE LIFE IS A WORK
And not always a work of art.
You got to sweat.
People don't want to the big sweat.
But sweat!
Maybe a one and a half star world now.
Not really it is almost always a constant half star world with torture now and then.
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