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Parakeet (LP版) - R.E.M.
You wake up in the morning

And fall out of your bed

Mean cats eat parakeets

And this one's nearly dead

You dearly wish
The wind would shift

And greasy windows slide

Open for the parakket

Who's colored
Bitter lime

Open the window

To lift into a dream

Baby

Baby

You can barely breathe
A broken wrist
An accident

You know that something's wrong

You fold the leavings of your past

No one knows you've gone

The sunspot flares of the early nineties

Light up your wings

And scan the shortwave radio

It's tracking outer rings

Open the window

To lift into a dream

Baby baby

You can start to breathe

The tectonic dispatcher shifts
To smooth the ocean floor

And flattens out to warmer winde

Of brisbane's sunny shore

Where buddhas tend to mending wrists

A tea made from the leaves

Of eucalyptus fragances

And coriander seeds

Open the window

To lift into a dream
Baby

Baby

You can start to breathe

Open the window

To lift into a dream

Baby

Baby

You can start to breathe
You wake up in the morning

To warm pacific breeze

Where mean cats chew on licorice

And cannot climb the trees