20060619

theriddle

the butter swings and summer flies
as i look into my angels eyes
a song plays on while the moon is high
over me, something comes over me

i guess we're big and i guess we're small
if you think about it, man you know we got it all
cos we're all we got on this bouncing ball
and i love you free, i love you freely

here's a riddle for you
find the answer
there's a reason for the world
you and i

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