I'm hearing the light from the window, I'm seeing the sound of the sea. My feet have come loose from their moorings I'm feeling quite wonderfully free. And I think I will travel to Rio using the music for flight, there's nothing I know of in Rio, but it's something to do with the night. It's only a whimsical notion to fly down to Rio to-night, and I probably won't fly to Rio?
But then again I just might.
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