So put your arms around me, let me feel the breath of butterfly powder, let it poison my nostrils till I wake up and forget that it’s a dream (why did you let that happen?), let me hold your hand and smile to the ceiling, make me bend my head in cosiness and sniff the ocean, let the sun pass us by, don’t mind the birds and wine and laughter, tie me up in the icehot sparkles and make me believe that I am somewhere else. Play/Repeat

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