head in the clouds
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No mind is without a moment of absent from reality,
they’ve all been to a world of wonder and endless capability
These ideas are forged within the clouds up high,
Our heads may be in the clouds and our noses may be stuck in books.
But that's the way we like it.
Our heads may be in the clouds and our noses may be stuck in books.
But that's the way we like it.
