spaces between us are broken down by a Wonderwall.
You're my Wonderwall.
Here I am,
in a lonesome world,
filled up with dimensions,
You keep hopping around,
while I sit here and admire your every move
What is it that you're looking for?
Oh, dreamer! You Wanderer! You Vagabond!
Can't you get some sleep?
My head hurts and heart aches.
You embark on a new journey, each day, each night.
What is it that you're looking for?
I am here waiting with my Cuppa . . .
At the restaurant at the end of the Universe
They screen on a Plasma,
Your theatrics of dance and your drama
Your adventures
Oh, dreamer! You Wanderer! You Vagabond!
Can't you get some sleep?
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