I dream of clues
I cook for two
I see it clear
I am smoke and mirrors
It's an open house
But no one's been told
Only animals
Come to the door
I wash it up
I see it through
I could go without
The daily news
Then step outside
Where the beach is kin
To the latest colour of my skin
Didn't we say
Don't behave
Don’t you wanna save
This time and place
In an open house
With room to be bold
It's okay to write
So I've been told
I like the clear
Smoke in the wind
And the latest color of my skin
Didn't we say
Don't behave
Don’t you wanna save
This time and place

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