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Mushroom tales

I swim in time, so clear, behind my eyes
The history of a million skies
So diffused words swing in my head
All moves of mind go mad (and)
I recognize it’s knew
But is it the truth?

So glad, so weird, in stream of tide, inhale
Experience of mushroom tale
Till the willows turn to hope
All things on earth in love
I’ll dance the rhythm of the globe

 

Bridge:
We can chance forever
We can stay stand by
We can move forever
We can lay side by side

Ref.:
We can fell the evolution for a while

Zw.:
So glad, so weird, in stream of tide
Inhale the mushroom tale…

There grows a puzzle in the grass
One part alone consist of mess
I try to fix it in my mind
And I know its new not important
Whether it’s knew not important
Whether it’s true