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And then so clear to wonder |
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To wake with open eyes |
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As the snow across the tundra |
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And the rain across the skies |
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And the rain across the skies |
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So much again and weightless |
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In the motherworld of space |
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We fail to form to come to |
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And the razor mountains fade |
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And the day is cursed in shame |
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In these the world we open |
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So much to lose to save |
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To light the highest beacons |
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And the rose of love will bleed |
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And the rose of love will bleed |
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In these the world we open |
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So much to lose and save |
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To light the brightest beacon |
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And the rose of love will bleed |
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And the razor mountains fade |
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And the day is cursed in shame |
