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These dreams are lucid baby |
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They hurt in every joint and bone |
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The scene shifts, we drift into colours |
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I fold maps, just wishing to hold you close |
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And the city is asleep and nobody is awake but me |
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And the window's dark and the snow lies thick and clean |
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I see shadows move away leaving black marks |
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These dreams are lucid baby |
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Come home now, just let down your shoulders |
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You know there's nothing to it |
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Just two marks in the structures of our hands |
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I've never seen such beauty |
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It's there in pain, in agony |
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There is just you believe me |
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You blew my lines and wires alive |
