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Trapped in your mind, the swirling thoughts of dreams and woes surround your every aspiration and whim.
It consumes your attention, and plagues your thoughts, leaving you stranded... alone.
Only the subtle glow from the radio and it's lucid tones, hold you on the edge of reality.
It is here we laugh and cry, relate and hate all at the drop of a solitary note.
Someone seems to relate to us and hears our pleas.

Save us all...
We are trapped with music in our minds.

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Trapped with Music in my Mind...

Sunday, April 17, 2005

Week: Sunday, April 10th, 2005 - Saturday, April 16th, 2005

I Close My Eyes
by Shivaree

Giddy-up old boy it's time to go
Vous les vous savoir the love below
Brother, I've got more than you can take
But more than I can do to stay awake

I close my eyes
So I
Can dream of ways to keep you occupied
So I
Can lock you up we'll keep it classified
You're mine tonight, son
When I close my eyes

I can make you sorry when I want
Find some other house for you to haunt
Carry out your sentence in my head
All I have to do is go to bed

I close my eyes
So I
Can dream of ways to keep you occupied
So I
Can lock you up we'll keep it classified
So right
You're mine tonight son, when I close my eyes

Hide and seek, yellow ducky
Feeling weak or feeling lucky son

Who's got milk, the baby's crying
Shut 'em up, get 'em flying
Little kiddies bought and sold
And papa's got a brand new bag of gold

I'll dream of ways to keep you occupied
So I can lock you up we'll call it classified
So right
You're mine tonight love when I close my eyes

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