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IÂ'm piled up high the morning light A giant silver screen IÂ'm waiting for my mind to land IÂ'm living in a dream IÂ'm a wizard IÂ've got magic sticks IÂ'm drinking liquid gold The taste of metal in my mouth Infected all my bones The lightÂ's so bright but when I close my eyes It all explodes IÂ'm piled up high, the morning light A giant silver screen IÂ'm waiting for my mind to land IÂ'm living in a dream I canÂ't explain why colors fade And everythingÂ's a fuzz I feel like IÂ'm a winterÂ's day Another hippie had enough IÂ'm piled up high the morning light A giant silver screen IÂ'm waiting for my mind to land IÂ'm living in a dream IÂ'm piled up high the morning light And everythingÂ's unreal The wizard lost his magic sticks The world turned into stone The taste of metal in his mouth And everything explodes IÂ'm piled up high, the morning light A giant silver screen IÂ'm waiting for my mind to land Cause everythingÂ's unreal