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The Sweetest Sound
The Sound Of My Happiness Is Just One Hand Slapping
Myself Or Another Idiot When Consciousness Is Napping
Or A Brook Babbling Rather Than A Loose Lipped Human
In Their All Assuming , Consuming , Illusion Confusion ;
Whispers In The Wind , I'll Let Those Enter My Within
Rather Than Voices Of People Blatherin' And Blitherin'
Or Kick Back And Listen To The The Sound Of The Katydid
Rather Than The Madness Most Choose To Live Amid ;
Yet The Greatest Happiness Of Sound I Have Felt On This Ground
Was Taking Psilocybin Mushrooms With Friends Hanging Round
Watching A Guitar And Seeing Colors , And Hearing Sunlight Sing
As Sweet A Sound As I Ever Heard In The Center Of A Faery Ring
Myself Or Another Idiot When Consciousness Is Napping
Or A Brook Babbling Rather Than A Loose Lipped Human
In Their All Assuming , Consuming , Illusion Confusion ;
Whispers In The Wind , I'll Let Those Enter My Within
Rather Than Voices Of People Blatherin' And Blitherin'
Or Kick Back And Listen To The The Sound Of The Katydid
Rather Than The Madness Most Choose To Live Amid ;
Yet The Greatest Happiness Of Sound I Have Felt On This Ground
Was Taking Psilocybin Mushrooms With Friends Hanging Round
Watching A Guitar And Seeing Colors , And Hearing Sunlight Sing
As Sweet A Sound As I Ever Heard In The Center Of A Faery Ring
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