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Where it streams from the light to everywhere |
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And it's difficult to be not there |
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You jump to points and try to hide |
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Shadows have no border to light |
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Feel as waves or feel as matter |
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Neighbours tight, neighbours drawing together |
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They take a shape and turning around |
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Look their traces far in the background |
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Their master's master is never to explain |
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Excited movement from nowhere |
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Is he there? |
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Or there? |
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Is he there? |
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Anywhere? |
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Where it streams from flesh to the hole's warm sides |
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The animal reasons are going to strike |
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For growing up in a warm cage |
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Proud heads gliding in a new age |
