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Floating through the tunnels at dawn |
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Damp and dazed in the morning swarm |
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Nobody that night to keep me warm |
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So I didn't go home |
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The white haze of the afternoon |
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It seeps into my eyes too soon |
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Don't be afraid to come down from your toes |
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Little one |
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Just remember there's fun |
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Don't be afraid to grow out of your clothes |
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Little one |
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It has only begun |
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Don't be afraid to close your eyes |
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Little one |
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Just remember there's fun |
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And we're not here for long |
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I'll meet you in the soft blue light |
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One day when I sit down to write |
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And we just might collide |
