So I look in the mirror and what do I see

Some funny monkey looking at me,

That's me

That's me

I was not expecting

Expecting much of anything

Yet SOMETIMES dreams happen

That's not the riddle though

It can't be read in a mirror

The wood is burning

It's got some feeling

Can I stop singing

Can't believe it

Can too

Love to The EARTH

Magical creatures

And you

Lovely ones spinning dreams

Here we go on stairs

On escalators

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