Green ray in the sky
And the music's turn to vinaigrette
You'll realize that the time is out
Childhood is gone, late to regret
Clean up your house, throw out all Junk
Scan hundreds photos, as you can
Sit on a real diet, run, rabbit, run
Build your own castle of pure white sand
One afternoon you will wake up
Hugging a pillow like your best friend
And tell yourself you've had enough
And Сastle will collapse to the basement
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