You took my hand and led me down towards your kewpie doll parade.
We let the kittens lick our hair and drank our chalky lemonade
It’s not that I just didn’t care, I must admit I was afraid…

And I just can’t remember where the east wind blows.
Does it matter? If we’re all matter.
What’s it matter, does it matter?
If we’re all matter when we’re done?

You took my hand and led me down to watch a papillon parade.
We let the kittens lick our hair and drank our chalky lemonade.
You squeezed my hand and told me softly that I shouldn’t be afraid….

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