What if?
What if everyone walked on there hands,
and nothing in the world to mess up your plans?
What if blue was really red,
and everything you could say was already said?
What if we had just one ear and one eye,
but two mouths that could talk breath and sigh?
That all sounds strange, but we wouldn't compare,
it would be right as far as we could care.
Anyway, would it be a big deal?
You'd still be who you are, and still feel how you feel.
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