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white wine, red wine

two silver eyes like a pair of dimes

moonshine, moon shine

sittin' in a field doing nothing in particular

two sticks and a lighter

and the stars read me like a dictionary

translate me through thick clouds

clairvoyance of the other world

twenty cents in buried in the grass

reflecting the glowing thought waves

of the purple sky above. 

children come, and children go

find a bit of money, 

home is a chipped piggy bank

children come, and they do go

soon the candy shop becomes

twenty cents richer.

and white wine, red whine

two sticks and a lighter

and we do drink and we do breathe

we are at ease 

trading our insides for candy

for twenty cents, you'd rather buy the stars

set them down against foamy waves

and white wine, red wine

two sticks and a lighter

smoke signals and no care to be rescued

just two dimes and two stars

reflecting the moon.