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The docks |
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the clocks |
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a whisper woke him up |
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the smell of water would resume. |
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the cave |
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the waves |
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of light the unreal night. |
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Prove It...Just the facts... |
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The confdenitial |
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This case This case , This case That I... |
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I've been workin' on so long... |
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first you creep |
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then you leap |
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up about a hundred feet |
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yet you're in so deep |
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you could write the Book. |
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Chirpchirp |
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the birds |
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they're giving you the words |
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The world is just a feeling |
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you undertook. |
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Remember? |
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Now the rose |
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it slows |
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you in such colorless clothes |
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Fantastic! You lose your sense of human. |
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Project |
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Protect |
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It's warm and it's calm and it's perfect |
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It's too "too too" |
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to put a finger on |
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This case is closed. |