Album: Mr. Macy Wakes Alone
If it starts to rain, will it wash our brains away?
If we all behave, will we all become the same?
We all could
We all would
Maybe we all should
If the skies are grey, does it mean we have to be that way
I could never maintain if you ever washed away
We all would
It all could
Baby, we all should
It's MAGIC
Imagine that