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It’s the same kind of story
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That seems to come down from long ago
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Two friends having coffee together
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When something flies by their window
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It might be out on that lawn
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Which is wide, at least half of a playing field
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Because there’s no explaining what your imagination
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Can make you see and feel
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Seems like a dream
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They got me hypnotized
Now its not a meaningless question
To ask if they’ve been and gone
I remember a talk about North
Carolina and a strange, strange pond
You see the sides were like glass
In the thick of a forest without a road
And if any mans ever made that land
Then I think it would’ve showed
Seems like a dream
They got me hypnotized
They say there’s a place down in Mexico
Where a man can fly over mountains and hills
He don’t need an airplane or some kind of engine
And he never will
Now you know its a meaningless question
To ask if those stories are right
cause what matters most if the feeling
You get when you’re hypnotized
Seems like a dream
They got me hypnotized