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Speared on a thought Although it's small, I can just recall Oh, it's meshed with a clue And if I try, I can focus hard Eden of Sunday morning rising Sampling the freedom, we salute the sun I've got the mango on my hands I cross my fingers and make a wish [Chorus] It's dizzying, the milky water Sing and dance to the pitch jumping It's dizzying, the milky water Sing and dance to the pitch jumping It's dizzying, the milky water Sing and dance to the pitch jumping It's dizzying, the milky water Sing and dance to the pitch jumping Speared on a thought Although it's small, I can just recall And it's meshed with a clue And if I try, I can focus hard The colour of the sun burned on my back Home is not where desire lies today The strange music in my head Is my only souvenir [Chorus] It's dizzying, the milky water Sing and dance to the pitch jumping It's dizzying, the milky water Sing and dance to the pitch jumping It's dizzying, the milky water Sing and dance to the pitch jumping It's dizzying, the milky water Sing and dance to the pitch jumping [Instrumental] [Chorus] It's dizzying, the milky water Sing and dance to the pitch jumping It's dizzying, the milky water Sing and dance to the pitch jumping It's dizzying, the milky water Sing and dance to the pitch jumping It's dizzying, the milky water Sing and dance to the pitch jumping [Chorus] It's dizzying, the milky water Sing and dance to the pitch jumping It's dizzying, the milky water Sing and dance to the pitch jumping It's dizzying, the milky water Sing and dance to the pitch jumping It's dizzying, the milky water Sing and dance to the pitch jumping [To Fade] © 2004 Lucid 3 Written by Victoria Girling-Butcher |