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Pearly sky
Is this pearly sky blue or dark ?
Is it morning or night ?
The mountains on the horizon
Belong to another world.
Palm trees don't grow in Europe
Neither do pearls, in their oysters
In my cocoon, neither do I
But I can't read this pearly sky
What is it I've gotten into ?
I cannot guess a thing
The pearly gates are now open
Is it Heaven or Hell they're leading to ?
This pearly sky is turning clear
For good or ill, I'm drawing near.
Is it morning or night ?
The mountains on the horizon
Belong to another world.
Palm trees don't grow in Europe
Neither do pearls, in their oysters
In my cocoon, neither do I
But I can't read this pearly sky
What is it I've gotten into ?
I cannot guess a thing
The pearly gates are now open
Is it Heaven or Hell they're leading to ?
This pearly sky is turning clear
For good or ill, I'm drawing near.
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