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Its getting late for time |
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This flight must be remembered |
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Let this cracked cocoon baptize |
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The stars |
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Frozen at birth |
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On earth |
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No casual affair |
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And I can not see |
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If its me |
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Nothing but horizon |
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In an ever shrinking bed she waited |
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In warm wonder |
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Trail the hungry water |
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In warm wonder |
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I was going numb |
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In velvet on the seabed |
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Slightly more than ninety-nine degrees release me |
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Silence invaded |
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You can not see me |
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In warm wonder |
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Trail the hungry water |
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In warm wonder |
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Sail the hungry water |
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In warm wonder |
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She'll try to sleep |
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Brush back her hair |
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She'll dry her eyes |
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But no one is ever really there |
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In her distress see through her skin |
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The bitter state we're in |
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One hundred and seventeen |
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One hundred and seventeen |
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So its getting late for time |
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This silent thief |
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And we're waiting for the birth |
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Of you in me |
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But we fell out of the blue and burst |
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No casual affair |
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Couldn't see you from the bridge |
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If the doors were never there |
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In an ever shrinking bed |
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She waited |
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Waited |
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Waited |
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And she'll try hard to sleep |
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And rest her head |
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The bitter twisted lie |
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Regretting what she said |
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I'm going numb |
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What did we break |
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You bend your will |
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To wake the dead |
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And this jackpot |
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Will be my crown |
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I'm falling down |
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To settle on a velvet seabed |
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I'm going down |
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She'll try |
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She'll try |
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She'll try to sleep |
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Brush back her hair |
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She'll dry her eyes |
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But no one is ever really there |
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In her distress see through her skin |
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The bitter state we're in |
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One hundred and seventeen |
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One hundred and seventeen |
