There's an angel on the ground
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With thoughts as pure as the rain
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And he waked up to the sound
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Of wind that sings his name
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And the world is empty
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Of shadows in his eyes
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And a peaceful garden
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Is growing where he lies
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He runs away from here
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Into the death of fear
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So close your eyes, and hold on tight
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To the warmth of stars named after you, sweet child
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Feel the light through your spine
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While you chase the darkened sky away
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And dream alone on Lukas' star tonight
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And the night is calling you
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But you're holding up your sky
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Into the death of fear
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Far away, far away...
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And a peaceful garden
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Is growing where he lies,
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Growing where he lies...
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So far away.
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Lukas' Star
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| The Accident Experiment |
