DESCRIPTION:
There is a place not far from Santa Cruz
You don't even have to move
You just lose

But at the great big door
You might get bored
and go back to sleep
on your knees

Open wide
Lose you mind
We are more but that's alright
Floating Dreams
Down the stream
Past the fields of wrong and right

There is a place not far from the rushing stream
The endless dream is hiding
Behind what you know
There is a wall of lies
Concealing everything
Behind the flow

Open wide
Lose you mind
We are more awake at night
Floating dreams
Down the stream
Past the fields of wrong and right

We are more but that's alright
We are more but that's alright
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