Come, and sit by me
Cradle my words in your sleep
Knit my dreams as you go deep
Laid down and make 'em beautiful sheets
Musical, magical, that's all it takes
I'll engrave it on my silver plates
Hope it will satisfy all my dread
'Cause without you, Muse, I'm already dead
Be here now, be here now
I promise you'll feel better somehow
Have me by, lemme show you round
We'll read the stars dangling upside down
Just be here, now
And we will make
The best out of our apple pancakes
Let it bloom into rooms and shapes
Anything's possible as long as we rake
Our minds and souls, all theirs to take
All out spread out like honey stars flakes
Be here, muse.
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