LYRIC

Float on the River
Take it right to the sea
With every tide
My ship's coming closer to me

Golden circles
Round an emerald eye
All I'm hearing from you
How high honey pie

Rose colored glasses
Turned from dark ebony
Now it's all washed away
Don't you know that nothing's for free

Grey grey day
There's a flood on the floor
They're all crying like dogs
They can't see in color no more

We found a new room with a view
All of the colors there
Have a different hue

Golden circles
Round an emerald eye
All I'm hearing from you
How high honey pie
How high
How high honey pie

We found a new room with a view
All of the colors there
Have a different hue

How high
How high

We found a new room with a view
All of the colors there
Have a different hue

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