Sunday, January 30, 2011

A Bee's Dream

I can feel it getting stronger, 

I can feel it getting hard. 

It’s an obvious reaction.

I want to make sure who you are. 

I can feel it getting longer, 

I can feel it getting thick. 

It’s an obvious reaction,

but it almost makes you sick. 

Down deep below the ocean. 

Down deep below the ground.

Down deep below the ocean I make no sound. 

I want to see you in a bee’s dream. 

All lit up like Christmas Day. 

Your angelic reputation took ‘em all to worlds away.

Let’s all think on past existence. 

Let’s pretend as if we’re there. 

It’s as if we’re all interested. 

It’s as if we all care. 

Down deep below the ocean. 

Down deep below the ground.

Down deep below the ocean I make no sound.

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