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Nature allows nothing but herself |
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It's why we're placed between her motions |
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To build and thrive like material gods |
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The stubborn fixtures that she always removes |
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see to believe, so many to breathe |
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Pleasing selves create to occupy |
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One look would be a step inside me |
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I am a constant in the ever's change |
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As I dream I see when other's seem |
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It passes always |
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Underneath the outermost skies |
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The one who seeks, the one who finds |
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It passes always |
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[solo - Evans] |
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One look would be a step inside me |
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I am a constant in the ever's change |
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As I dream I see when other's seem |
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It passes always |
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Tidal, the wave that gives memory |
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Underneath the outermost skies |
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Spoken thoughts that circle me |
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The one who seeks, the one who finds |
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It passes always |
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[solo - Young] |
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Out from below down through |
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Our rings of smoke |
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A concrete mass emerges as one |
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Its resedence points towards an end |
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As it passes always a change will carry on |
