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There's an ocean in your ears. |
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There's an ocean in your ears. |
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It might take seven seas, |
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For the salty water, to wash away your tears, |
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But if you listen, little girl, |
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There's an ocean in your ears. |
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There's a moon against your cheek. |
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Yeah, there's a moon against your cheek. |
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And when you're feeling the ground, and the wind gets wild, |
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And the light around you gets weak - just look up, look up, |
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There's a moon against your cheek. |
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And your hair is full of stars. |
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Yeah, your hair is full of stars. |
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It's a phosphorescent tangle around your head, |
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And you will always know where you are. |
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It's a messy constellation, your hair is full of stars. |
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Full of stars. |
