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What you now are seeking |
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Hope to real life |
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Don't give it till the weekend |
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It will take weeks, months, years, |
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It will take you your whole life |
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Cuz it's not a question of the convalescent time |
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It's a thought that lives in the back of your mind |
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It is a story told with many different endings |
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Somehow it will always sound that same |
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It's like the dreams we chase these days, |
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Well they all have patents pending, but |
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None seem to hold your name, |
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Your name, your name, your name |
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So we try to figure out why you never think of anything smaller than |
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Galaxies |
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While spend eons wondering what happened to our thundering |
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It's gone |
