Sun shines but the skies are cloudy
Bees are dying and so is honey
So slip inside a soft Cocoon
Rise again in the month of June
I close my eyes
The sky, it drugs me
Little girl you're not alone
Polar bears have lost their home
They slip inside a soft Cocoon
Sleep until the month of June
I close my eyes
The sky, it drugs me
In your arms you may
Hold a bag of gold
With it, you will do just
What you're told
Just what you're told
So slip inside
The sweetest soft Cocoon
Late at night I lost my way
I turn around to find the day
It's lighting up the Arctic ice
To wash away a fools advice
I close my eyes
The sky, it drugs me
In your heart you may
Hold a bag of gold
Then honey don't you just go do
What you're told
Not what you're told
So slip inside
The sweetest soft Cocoon

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