I live surrounded by cherished memories
I have a weakness for collecting them alphabetize
As far as I recall my childish rituals
Icons of that world, always filled my shelves and heart
Now I shelter from the rain
Hole up in my cage
You don't have to think too much today
They filled in for your brain
Curled up, deprived
Curled up, deprived
I shut away
In a world of synonyms and handwritten notes
My own puppet performances, endless bedtime stories
I could touch the moon and switch off the sun
I could have my dreams and dream about better times
Now I shelter from the rain
Hole up in my cage
You don't have to think too much today
They filled in for your brain
Curled up, deprived
Curled up, deprived
I shut away
Curled up, deprived
Curled up, deprived
I shut away
Please, don't call my name
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