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I've been so happy making my own way to the buried treasure of the day to day |
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I thought if I held my tongue dear, then my heart would turn - just another lesson to learn |
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If we're losing something beautiful |
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I'll build my fantasy memorial |
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This may feel new dear, but we've seen mirages before, rising early with the sun and casting shadows on the floor |
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There are no cameras, just our eyes and ears |
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They're our own souvenirs |
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If we're losing something beautiful |
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I'll build my fantasy memorial |
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And you will see it |
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And you will feel it |
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Girl, like I felt you |
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If we're losing something beautiful |
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I'll build my fantasy memorial |
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And you will see it |
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And you will feel it |
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And you will be there. |
