My older self as one hundred is talking to me
Multiply the tiny things which I like doing
It will make the sky blue and bluer
More than ever before
It will make me smile a little more.
Multiply the tiny things which I like doing
It will make the sky blue and bluer
More than ever before
It will make me smile a little more.
My older self as one hundred is talking to me
Link together the notes I love
It'll become a harmony
The sounds are sweet and sweeter
Echoing nicely around me
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