Mushroom Groove

(ooh) The colors start to breath and bend

Tracing pathways in the air

We're drifting off the deep end

Without a single care

Flowing with the tide

Opening up wide (ahhhh)

We are floating in the gold light

Melting down inside the warm night

(yeah) Everything is soft,

everything is clear

Leaves are talking to the sky

Patterns spinning on the floor

We don't need a reason why We don't watch the clock no

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Floating in the gold...

Melting in the night...