Orange and red beams
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In and out
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Peek through my window
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In the night
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The baby was born
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Before a storm
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And now I believe them
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What they said
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The thousand people
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Who aren't really dead
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The baby was born
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Before a storm
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And now a fate calls him a mile away
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'Cause orange and red beams
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Yes, are here to stay
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Now I believe him
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Before I escape
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The thousand people
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Do not really care
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The baby was born
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Before a storm
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Orange and red beams, orange and red beams
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Orange and red beams, orange and red beams
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Orange and red beams, orange and red beamsˇ¦
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(McCulloch)
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Orange and Red Beams
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