Through a cellophane
I see a different sun
What an atmosphere
is a strange work of art
My feet will catch you, amber
You will see
We will fly..

Dreaming of..
Dreaming of..

Like an alien on wheels
Clocked in a foreign time
What a destination
is a strange work of mind
What an atmosphere
is a strange work of art
My feet will catch you, amber
You will see
We will fly..

Dreaming of..
Dreaming of..

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