Sitting alone
Watching the sky
A very strange feeling
That you all must try
Time has no meaning
Minutes run free
What does it matter
It feels just the same for me
Little magic mushrooms
They grow under trees
If you'll have a few then
Your mind will be free
Follow on with me
And I'll give you the key
To the world that's so
Colored and happy
(just follow on me)
Flying in circles
Having no fear
Just open the gates
And enter insanity
Clouds and rainbows
Made of jelly and cream
Is it reality?
Or is it just a dream?
|CHORUS|
Falling so slowly
Down to the ground
I'm on in the same spot
I have reached much too far
All is so clear now
My mind's coming back
Oh what's a pity
I am so sad
Little magic mushrooms
They grow under trees
If you'll have a few then
Your mind will be set free
But be very careful
Don't have too much of those
By playing with your mind
You can be lost in a dream
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