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I venture into a dreamland where I am living on the edgeWhere I am living I am living I am living right on the edge& where I am the chameleon& so I am the moonfaced flower childI am the moonfaced flower child I amSo take me to the courtyard made of water& make your point by pointing out the letters in the starsSister, show me CassiopeiaI venture into a dreamland where I am playing a glass guitar& there's a raver by the pear tree at the far end of the courtyardBy the wellI sing the old songs to the dogs& I'm afraid that they can see right through meI'll prove how much I love you with this handstandI can breathe under the water, I can hear your muffled laughterI can feel you coming through the walls& when we ranWe ran through the rainYou took me up the stairwell & back down againI was lying around with chameleonsI was hanging around with bitchesI heard that there's a war on & I'm sure that they're not with usNo no no no no...Letras de cancionesI was hanging out in the towerThe tower overlooked the seaI saw him check the girl for feverBy pushing all his fingers through her skinHe's just reading her mind...I venture into a dreamland where I can say this & you'll believeI've been here before...I know your face from the last time I dreamt I was losing controlI was lying around with chameleonsI was hanging around with bitchesI heard that there's a war on & I'm sure that they're not with usNo no no no no...All through the sky allOver the groundI was looking for youWhen the rain came downIt's on the riseI was flying in a spiral downI was trying to find a good way to hit the groundAll through the sky allOver the groundI was looking for youYou were dipping in the waterLike a beautyDid you think about your man out in the whirlpool sea?Above the dirty harbor waterHalf a mile from the shoreA cannon fell out of the skyNow it sits upon the dirty ocean floorThe girls, all ready in their swimsuitsThey are sitting on the pierI will swim to them like a fishI have ridden on these wavesI will be there in no time at all...I have ridden on these wavesI have crashed into the shoreI have rolled along the dirty ocean floorIn the dirty harbor waterHalf a mile from the shoreI hear the feedback from the drumI hear a voice say that it hates my heartI was hanging out in the towerThe tower overlooked the seaI saw him blowing on a horn to serenade his womanHe was pushing out the air with his machineHe's just reading her mind...I saw him push his fingers through her skinI venture into a dreamland where the waves have come alive& I watch them chase the people down the beachBut they are bound to the waterLike creatures on a leashI have ridden on these wavesI have crashed into the shoreI have rolled along the floorI will be there in no time at all...&I have ridden on these wavesI have crashed into the shoreI have rolled along the dirty ocean floor&I have been here before...I know your face from the last time I dreamt I was losing controlI've been lying around with chameleonsI've been hanging around with bitchesI heard that there's a war on & I'm sure that they're not with usNo no no no no...I venture into a dreamland where I have raced upon the waterOnce against a girl & once against my fatherThe waves will angle into hills of icy mountains& we will run our boats upon the glassI venture into a dreamland of hidden orchards and dark black treesThe branches are shown to me for my inspectionI will chop them down, to pay off the hit-manBut we have to wait, man, till all the black animals are goneThere are two houses on the mountainI put my hand into the fireI don't know who lit the fireBut I'd like to keep the small house for myselfWhere I am the chameleon & so I am the moonfaced flower childI am the moonfaced flower child I amI venture into a dreamland, where I am living on the edgeWhere I am living I am living I am living right on the edgeThe courtyard & the café are blackI am wearing 3 or 4 black coatsIt's dark on the stairs but it could be darkerI am waiting for the fairies to kill the lights and chew the wallsThey take too long, they take too longOn my way back down the stairs they are goneI have waited for their song& now they're feral & transformedInto animals that scatter from the sunI am making hissing sounds with my mouth... From Letras Mania