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In about half of my dreams I am another Talking in my sleep About gardens and the garage Where I tinker on myself We're growing like flowers On a molten lawn For the duration of the parade I'll be in the shade Beyond the holocene I'll be riding on the coattail Of the final scene Waiting for the curtain Of the sea My oh my, the sun is bright Follow the light She said follow the light But you said hell no I'm not ready to Follow the light She said follow the light But you said hell no I'm not ready to go Follow the light She said follow the light But you said hell no I'm not ready to Follow the light She said follow the light But you said hell no I'm not ready to go My oh my the sun bright tonight