Lyrics:

Hemingway
Is like a movie
I get too caught up in it
That I almost lose my sense of purpose
Cos by the third line
I feel like crying
And by the fourth line
I feel like dying
I feel like dying
Look at this painting
And all of its colours
There's so many of you waiting
Taking you somewhere far away

If I were a bird
Then I would be that one
Just like a lucid dream
Goes on and on and on and on and on
And they on and on and on
One man pushed a boulder down a hill
While the other man was the one to receive it
Walking in someone else's dream
Walking in someone else's dream
Walking in someone else's dream
Walking in someone else's dream

Roger miller
Was a song writer
Writing songs to represent his world (Amen)
If I were a song
Then I would be his song
Just like his songs have a life of their own
If I were a song
Then I would be his song
Just like a lucid
Goes on and on and on and on and on
And they go on and on and on

One man pushed a boulder down a hill
While the other man was the one to receive it
Walking in someone else's dream