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Well let's go back to the middle of the day that starts it all I can't begin to let you know just what I'm feeling And now the red ones make me fly And the blue ones help me fall And I think I'll blow my brains against the ceiling And as the fragments of my skull begin to fall Fall on your tongue like pixie dust just think happy thoughts -Chorus- And we'll fly home We'll fly home You and I We'll fly home Now honestly that's what I said to her, what I said to her Think happy thoughts From Letras Mania