Dream on child of changeThrow your javelin through the sunPierce the heart of everyoneThough we push to slave the daysThis is not reality, this is just formalityThe cup is only being filledFor a chance to have it spilledFlowing--just like the daysSailing--just like the days...
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Wondering Boy Poet Lyrics

Guided By Voices – Wondering Boy Poet Lyrics