I never thought of this as funnyIt speaks another world to meI wanna be your Easter bunnyI wanna be your Christmas tree.I`ll strip the world that you must live inof all its godforsaken greed.I`ll ply the tar of your feathers.I`ll pluck the thorns out of your feet.You and me.You and me.You and me.And if I choose your sanctuary.I`ll want to wash you with my hair.I`ll want to drink of sacred fountainsand find elixirs hidden there.I`ll reap the lotus and the olive (?).I`ll want to hear the caged-bird sing. I`ll want the secrets of the temple.I`ll want the finger with the ring.You and me.You and me.You and me.And if you made me your religion.I`ll give all the room you need.I`ll be the drawing of your breath.I`ll be carpet you should weave.I`ll be the sky above the GangesI`ll be the vast and stormy sea.I`ll be the lights that guide you inland.I`ll be the visions you will see.Visions you will see.You will see.You will see.You and me.You and me.You and me.
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