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It’s the same kind of story 
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That seems to come down from long ago 
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Two friends having coffee together 
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When something flies by their window 
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It might be out on that lawn 
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Which is wide, at least half of a playing field 
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Because there’s no explaining what your imagination 
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Can make you see and feel 
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Seems like a dream 
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They got me hypnotized 


Now its not a meaningless question 
To ask if they’ve been and gone 
I remember a talk about North 
Carolina and a strange, strange pond 
You see the sides were like glass 
In the thick of a forest without a road 
And if any mans ever made that land 
Then I think it would’ve showed 

Seems like a dream 
They got me hypnotized 

They say there’s a place down in Mexico 
Where a man can fly over mountains and hills 
He don’t need an airplane or some kind of engine 
And he never will 
Now you know its a meaningless question 
To ask if those stories are right 
cause what matters most if the feeling 
You get when you’re hypnotized 

Seems like a dream 
They got me hypnotized