Из альбома: Mr. Macy Wakes Alone

If it starts to rain, will it wash our brains away?
If we all behave, will we all become the same?


We all could
We all would
Maybe we all should

If the skies are grey, does it mean we have to be that way
I could never maintain if you ever washed away

We all would
It all could
Baby, we all should

It's MAGIC
Imagine that

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