All along the way of this dusty wide road
I sleep-walked so many nights when I was young
To the outskirts of our cute little town
Where once I took a boat and let it cruise down South
With every mile I rowed it was getting harder to return
And said I ''oh, let is just sail along
And even if there would be dangers on the way
Time was right to take it all on my own faith''
The port of Amsterdam showed up after nine days
And there I met a pixie girl of my age
she was singing a song in an odd wicked tune
She was dancing with a blue dog
Who was howling at the moon
She came up to me and took me by a hand
And led me astray till I lost my head
Her attic felt cozy in her sweet perfume
Her head was shaved and her lips were red
Her green eyes open wide, her broken wing hang over
Myself was I so high or was my sleep-walk over
Early at the sunrise she kissed me good-bye
And said ''Beware of broken wing girls, we hurt you when we fly''
Fly fly fly!
Crazy clown jumping out the rabbit hole
The broken-wing pixie girl is long gone
Gone on her own dusty road
See her when the rainstorm blows
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