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Maybe my cracking fingers

Dig their way around this hyper-magic mind

And maybe my foolish wandering

Can be a soak, if not now, when?

Decide

Maybe it makes us clockers

In a place where’s there’s no space and time

And maybe then it’s no wonder

Just can’t seem to get there now

Maybe there’ll be no trees there

And I’ll have no other branch to rely on

And maybe you’ll be my barber

Cut your hair to mix

Cut your hair to mix with mine

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Tal vez mis dedos agrietados

Excavar su camino alrededor de esta mente hipermágica

Y tal vez mi vagabundeo tonto

Puede ser un remojo, si no ahora, ¿cuándo?

Decidir

Tal vez nos convierte en cronometradores

En un lugar donde no hay espacio ni tiempo

Y tal vez entonces no es de extrañar

Parece que no puedo llegar allí ahora

Tal vez no habrá árboles allí

Y no tendré otra rama en la que confiar

Y tal vez seas mi barbero

Corta tu cabello para mezclar

Corta tu cabello para mezclarlo con el mio

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