To drown your sorrows in a honey jar
Set your worries on the strings of a guitar
Design a melody with a few stress notes
Let your mind drift like the blue clouds float
Sing out loud your melancholic song
You know you can't fit in where you don't belong
So, where's the trouble
when you let yourself free?
No questions to answer
No door, no key.
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