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Blue strawberries from the garden growing high
Four sweet colors
And a million bubbles in the sky
I took a picture
You held the sun between your eyes
I was born a bastard
My love, you always had it right
But in a sky of diamonds,
Upsidedown I'm flying
I watched people dying
'Till you and I were dying too
So it happened
I imagined you tonight
Tied to a red balloon
I watched it float you through the sky
I snapped a picture
'Cause I could never trust my mind
I was born a wisher
Who never seemed to have the time
Now when I look around me
All I see is are upsidedown
He's climbing up the upsidedown trees
Hiding in the upsidedown leaves
Below a sky of diamonds
There floats a golden island
Maybe I'll never find it
But dear I won't stop trying
Somewhere bluebirds are flying
I'll sing a song to die in
I'll sing a song
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