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Return to my vineyard tonight |
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Lose yourself in touch and taste again |
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You will come to understand the meaning in time and savour of the sentiment |
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Physical distance is minimal |
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And image, distorted, reflects in your eyes |
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I relate to communication on opium and five senses alert to the breaking point |
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Divine interpretation |
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Define for me the chemistry and time... |
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Enter and let your findings be mine |
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The presence of nature's essence politely requests that you lower your voice |
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If this silence is lost to a stranger, the chemistry breaks with a breaking noise |
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Sound waves are pounding on eardrums, but there are no more deadbolts on the portals of me |
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Found myself in the arms of a stranger who left me for dead (in a)... for dead on a broken dream |
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Divine interpretation |
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Define for me reality and time |
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Whisper and let your finding be mine |
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Burn with me in Absinthe's bluish green flames |
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Come away on a Laudanum dream |
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Inhale the night air through the dragon and blow blue rings through a pictureless frame |
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Divine interpretation |
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Define for me the chemistry and time... |
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Enter and let your findings be mine |
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Divine interpretation |
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Define for me reality and time |
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Whisper and let your finding be mine |
