I worn out too many shoes
Walking by someone else's dreams
Smoking night like pot
To the very filter
We are all a little crazy here
And hanging loose
But something became
Very clear
That room in New York
Was the only thing that wasn't
Fake or plaster cast
And I still believe
That paper can cover up
Any stone
Just like in that children's game
Back in the past..
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