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Living what we are |
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Breathing of the forces burning |
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Candles of a star |
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Let the wonder be |
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Marble flowing lights |
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Play before the eyes are turning |
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Darkness of the night |
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Let the brightness be |
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We are children of the entire (turning back against the word) |
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In our planetary stand |
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The silver flute, the golden lyre |
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Simple touching out of hand |
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Aliens |
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In the spiralling end |
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He'll watch the play |
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Seeing this |
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Bones of nothing to lend |
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The cast will stay |
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Feeling one |
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In a curious world |
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One blood runs dry |
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Finally |
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When the flesh is reborn |
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He'll laugh a life goodbye |
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Living what we are |
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Breathing of the forces burning |
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Candles of a star |
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Let the wonder be |
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Marble flowing lights |
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Play before the eyes are turning |
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Darkness of the night |
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Let the brightness be |
