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(Dan Messe) |
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Me I imagine places |
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That I have never seen |
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The colored lights in fountains, |
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Blue and green |
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And I imagine places |
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That I will never go |
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Behind these clouds that hang here, |
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Dark and low |
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But it's there when |
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I'm holding you |
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It's there when |
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I am sleeping too |
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It's there when there is nothing left of me |
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It's hanging just beyond the burned out factory |
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Out of reach but leading me |
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Into the beautiful sea |
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And I remember something |
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It feels a lot like fear |
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Some kid is wild and shouting |
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Coast is clear |
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And it's there when |
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I'm holding you |
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It's there when |
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I am sleeping too |
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It's there when there is nothing left of me |
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It's hanging just beyond the burned out factory |
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Out of reach but leading me |