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Pour cement 'round things |
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Let it dry |
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Break away things |
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See the design |
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Describe the voice from heaven |
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And paint the grace you're given |
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It's the shape of air |
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It's the shape of air |
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I can sit and stare |
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'Till it's almost clear |
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In the place where you stood |
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The air's filling in |
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You look for a world |
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Where nets catch the wind |
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Now drive your car to glory |
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Foretell the same old story |
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It's the shape of air |
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It's the shape of air |
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I can sit and stare |
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'Till it's almost clear |
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Everybody sing!!!!! |
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Pour cement 'round things |
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Let it dry |
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Break away things |
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See the design |
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Describe the voice from heaven |
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And paint the grace you're given |
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It's the shape of air |
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It's the shape of air |
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I can sit and stare |
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'Till it's almost clear |
