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Im piled up high the morning light
A giant silver screen
Im waiting for my mind to land
Im living in a dream
Im a wizard Ive got magic sticks
Im drinking liquid gold
The taste of metal in my mouth
Infected all my bones
The lights so bright but when I close my eyes
It all explodes
Im piled up high, the morning light
A giant silver screen
Im waiting for my mind to land
Im living in a dream
I cant explain why colors fade
And everythings a fuzz
I feel like Im a winters day
Another hippie had enough
Im piled up high the morning light
A giant silver screen
Im waiting for my mind to land
Im living in a dream
Im piled up high the morning light
And everythings unreal
The wizard lost his magic sticks
The world turned into stone
The taste of metal in his mouth
And everything explodes
Im piled up high, the morning light
A giant silver screen
Im waiting for my mind to land
Cause everythings unreal