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The Sky wanted me to know It was there

So It knocked on my roof until I was aware

It drummed on the tin can in which I was sitting

And It made a funky beat till I started forgetting

All the problems I came to escape from

I watched It through my sunroof till I didn't feel glum

The Trees said, "Please, Sky keep on singin'!"

So, the Sky replied, "Baby keep on springin'!"

And you won't believe what all the animals said

"Thank you, Sky. Without you we would all be dead."

And some might think I made this all up in my head

But this is all the stuff you notice when your cell phone is dead

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