Plotting out the unknown pass
to the place where dreamers amass
a flutter of glass
(Fairy flight, it's a gas gas gas!)
concocted reality clears
matter dissipates and reappears
tantelizing timid wishes
insufflating borrowed fears
wrap your wants in midnight's tears
divine mutineers align
Los Angeles' lucid gleam
I wake inside another dream
close your eyes
I.A.m
(making it to the moon)
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