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Put on your dress |
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Ah now I can see you |
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Across the room, the oldest ocean |
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It rolls and it flows |
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And there's a hush and a shimmer |
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And a rush and a glimmer |
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And a glide inside |
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And a glow... |
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And every move we make now |
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And every stop we take now |
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Is a new unknown |
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Put on your dress... |
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Now I put on my suit |
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Ah look |
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And you can't see me at all |
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I can step through any crowd |
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And me and my shadow |
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Well, we just dissolve |
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But there's always a secret light |
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And I can always find |
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Some kind of a private sign |
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A hidden music that stays |
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And it plays even when the town gets |
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Turned 'round at night |
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Put on your dress |
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Slow burning stars |
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Tumble across your shoulders |
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Oh take your time now |
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You know you always take my breath |
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Put out the light |
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Ah now we can see more clearly than ever |
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I think we're drifting at the edge of the world |
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You turn around and smile |
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And there's nothing left |
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No no no there's nothing left |
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Put on your dress... |
