They call me dreamy Justin!
Do I call me so?
Why shouldn't they, for
I live in my dreamworld!
Why do they make worlds for them?
They can but dwell in their lands.
So do I make my world,
To live and die in my Land.
I feel safe here, but
I cannot stay here for long!
Life's calling me from outside-
Where's my life - out or in?
Life's calling, you often tell me; but
Where I find it, you never tell me.
Do I call me so?
Why shouldn't they, for
I live in my dreamworld!
Why do they make worlds for them?
They can but dwell in their lands.
So do I make my world,
To live and die in my Land.
I feel safe here, but
I cannot stay here for long!
Life's calling me from outside-
Where's my life - out or in?
Life's calling, you often tell me; but
Where I find it, you never tell me.
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