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Cascade, earthquake |
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My quest is callin' me |
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I'm made, I break |
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Sting like a honey bee |
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Velvet, princely |
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Too late to disagree |
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Gauntlet, you flee |
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God speed your symphony |
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Knife edge, restless |
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Inside do test my nerve |
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High ledge, timeless |
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Slowly yet I serve |
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I sleep in the midnight sun |
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In shade I rest |
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With my saffron |
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I weep in the midnight sun |
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This last parade |
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I face the dawn |
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Out here in the midnight sun |
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I'm miles away |
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And I am gone |
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And I taste the cinnamon |
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On my way to Avalon |
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Refused, no sin |
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Outside the devil lurks |
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Confused, tailspin |
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We ride, we make it work |
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I sleep in the midnight sun |
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In shade I rest |
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With my saffron |
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I weep in the midnight sun |
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This last parade |
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I face the dawn |
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Out here in the midnight sun |
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I'm miles away |
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And I am gone |
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And I taste the cinnamon |
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On my way to Avalon |
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I sleep in the midnight sun |
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In shade I rest |
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With my saffron |
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I weep in the midnight sun |
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This last parade |
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I face the dawn |
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Out here in the midnight sun |
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I'm miles away |
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And I am gone |
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And I taste the cinnamon |
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On my way to Avalon |
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I'm on my way, I'm on my way |
