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Free flight to a field of happenstance.and the air is cold* |
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Clutch tight to the appetite for the starving |
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Hesitations soul. |
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Another flight to the bluest skies, maybe |
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I could just electrify. |
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To warm up a little happenstance to light my revolution on fire! |
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Live, and |
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Live Again |
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Grass to plant to tree |
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Live and Live |
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AgainCaterpillar to wings. |
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I did, I am, |
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I will Live |
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AgainI did, |
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I am, I will |
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Live Again! |
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It's the rise, it's the high noon, it's the sunset |
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It's the tide, when the moonlights beaming just right. |
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It's the rise, it's the high noon, it's the sunset |
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It's the side of a mountain, with a cloud ride |
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Live and Live |
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AgainGrass to plant to tree |
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Live and Live |
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AgainCaterpillar to wings |
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I did, I am, |
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I will Live |
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Again!I did |
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I am I will |
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Live Again! |