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Lyrics:
Wrapped Up In Some Powdered Wool-I Guess I'm Losing Touch. don't Tell Me I'm Dying, 'cos I Ain't Changed That Much. the Only Sound Is Water Drops, I Wonder Where The Hell I Am, some Kind Of Jam cuckoo Cocoon Have I Come To, Too Soon For You
there's Nothing I Can Recognise; This Is Nowhere That I've Known. with No Sign Of Life At All, I Guess That I'm Alone, and I Feel So Secure That I Know This Can't Be Real But I Feel Good. cuckoo Cocoon Have I Come To, Too Soon For You
i Wonder If I'm A Prisoner Locked Up In Some Brooklyn Jail -Or Some Sort Of Jonah Shut Up Inside The Whale. no-I'm Still Rael And I'm Stuck In Some Kind Of Cave, what Could've Saved Me cuckoo Cocoon Have I Come To, Too Soon For You
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