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the night falls around the city
a big quiet sound becomes like a blanket
and everyone falls asleep
everyone but me and the fairies that keeps me awake
they poke at me and tell me to do things
strange things . like flying naked over the city screaming i love new york
even though they know i've never been there . .
i really don't understand them , but who does?
so i do what they tell me to until i cant hear their voices anymore
suddenly i'm back in my bed
but at the other direction as i was before the damn fairies came
my feet are on my pillow
the blanket's on the floor
the sun is trying to squeeze between the curtains
and the sunshine strokes smoothly at my cheek
a big quiet sound becomes like a blanket
and everyone falls asleep
everyone but me and the fairies that keeps me awake
they poke at me and tell me to do things
strange things . like flying naked over the city screaming i love new york
even though they know i've never been there . .
i really don't understand them , but who does?
so i do what they tell me to until i cant hear their voices anymore
suddenly i'm back in my bed
but at the other direction as i was before the damn fairies came
my feet are on my pillow
the blanket's on the floor
the sun is trying to squeeze between the curtains
and the sunshine strokes smoothly at my cheek
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