Walking the avenue
With my silent friend
Streets littered with magical pills
We take 3, we take 3
Gente imminence
See the butterflies oer the wild flowers
Get on love, let's take a ride
We fly high, we fly high

We fly and caress the air so intoxicatingly
Interesting patterns in the atmosphere
In the atmosphere, it's cold

And wouldn't it be fun
If we had a little soiree
A full moon bowl of Dolls
As a welcome to the foyer
ANd then off to the Sun room
Where all the flowers are in bloom
Surrounded by the spring
Leads to the loveliest of flings

We fly and caress the air so intoxicatingly
Interesting patterns in the atmosphere
In the atmosphere, it's cold


Lyrics submitted by davidbeauy, edited by Mellow_Harsher

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