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I tried to sleep in the rain, underneath an acorn tree, but the drops kept falling, hitting me, as I slipped further unconsciously, into a world of windy dreams. Into a world of many windy dreams. And where did I begin to drift off to that I think that I can fly. My mind, I took it to Chicago. The temperatures dropped to a stunning three degrees and I can hardly feel my legs. Just as I had almost lost my mind completely, the seas had shown a sign to melt. I sailed away towards many days. I sailed away so many ways. And where did I begin to drift off to that I think that I can fly. My mind, I took it to Chicago. Aus Songtexte Mania