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Night |
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And my nerve endings |
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Coded messages they're sending |
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Twitch and tingle |
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Blink and twinkle |
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Restless as the million stars I've counted |
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Overhead tonight |
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Spinning |
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My head and stomach |
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All gravity and magnets |
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Each contrary, rotating planets |
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Pulling sleep away |
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With every hour making minutes |
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Am I outside my life or in it |
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And all this music |
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That's making waves within it |
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Can I find one song to sing it? |
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All the words I've strung like beads |
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All the words that stung like bees to bring it |
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A little fruit, a hue or two, a sign of something |
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Or someone that I knew |
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And this life feels like so many different lives |
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I'm falling through |
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Night |
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Dizzy night |
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I can't recognise the cycle of the years |
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The source of all my fear |
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The source that led me here |
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Your boys' cologne, your beer |
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The presence of our fathers ever near |
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Sacred secrets you whisper in my ear |
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All this tonight |
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As you move closer to me |
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Your light will eclipse and will absorb |
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The darkness that confounds my foolish all |
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Place harmony where there has been discord |