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I pollinate my thoughts |
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beneath the waves |
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My gemini was painted |
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on your face |
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And I don't know |
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if this is our last call |
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What would you do |
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if it was our last call? |
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We're going higher |
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than we have before |
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The sun will set |
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and raise our iron bars |
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Illuminate the most dramatic scene |
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We'll ride the tail |
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of our oldest dreams |
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Our hearts adrift |
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as they wash away |
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I try to extricate a perfect frame |
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Gazing up |
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at the broken sky |
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Panels shatter as we pass them by |
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We're going higher |
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than we have before |
| [02:23.268] |
The sun will set |
| [02:25.384] |
and raise our iron bars |
| [02:30.922] |
Illuminate the most dramatic scene |
| [02:38.341] |
We'll run the tail |
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of our oldest dreams |