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I can feel it all around |
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The questions build uncertainty and doubt |
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(I'm drowning in the doubt, I can feel it all around) |
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Like space between lovers |
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We don't feel the miles we feel the days |
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(Oh, I feel decay when you've gone away) |
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Oh, I could run away with the moon |
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Oh, and never find the end of you |
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Oh, I could see all things unseen |
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Oh, and never reach the end of you |
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Oh, nothing here makes sense |
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Or could there be some music in the math? |
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(Am I too blind to see? Is it just out of my reach?) |
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We're more than just numbers |
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You can't study what your heart's singing |
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(I listen to the sound, I can hear it all around) |
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The end of beauty... |
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End of glory... |
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End of healing... |
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The end of my distance |
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Oh, I could run away with the moon |
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Oh, And never find the end of you |
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Oh, I could see all things unseen |
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Oh, And never reach... |