Ginger by the Sunflower Conspiracy. I do not own the copyright to this song.
A dream
Is a perfume
I breathe in visions
Only scratching the surface
Of meaning
Not relative but disassembled
To think is to feel is to reduce pain
Setting free one's mind
What would soar?
The waters well
I couldn't care
We release us
We release us
Lyrics by K. Carney, December 1995
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