IV
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Hang my dreams on the peg
Where I sold my two eyes and a leg,
And thank you I don't need to see,
I'm already blinded by ecstasy
And thank you I don't need legs to fly
with cotton candy clouds passing by-
They coo and they say,
Little baby it'll be okay
You coo and you say
Sometimes dreams die and that's okay
Little baby it'll be okay
