Sailing on the greens of sand Reaching out with my left hand A hoot on a fruit and its gone all bad Left I was on the grinding wheel Right, I told the major seal A root in the boot and its gone all bad Lactose intolerant and it’s fun Smear a truth and then run Some paint on a saint and its gone all bad Drilling my grounds of pain Freeing my soul to gain Some rain on a sane and its gone all bad Clearing the place inside breaking a glass and hide A name to a frame and its gone all bad Wearing it out again Never leaving it out again A blast to the past and its gone all bad Let it take you as it may Let it place you astray Send yourself away Send yourself away Sailing on the greens of sand Reaching out with my right hand A mute to your flute and its gone all bad A mute to your flute and its gone all bad Let it take you as it may Let it place you astray Send yourself away Send yourself away.
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