Panic open string, power grids blackout
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Birds all fly in numbers down to the ground
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Reassure the blades of green, green grass
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Season's still asleep more or less
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Wind is gearing up for a reckless ride
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Leaning accidental on nature's side
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Propeller power fields, solar panel sides
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Lightning bolts connect, it's with you I will go
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I close my eyes and the seasons pass
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Above the cityscape, the city out of reach
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Way beyond our lives, up into the sky, far below the
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Green
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My dreams are all blue, so is my heart
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Light up screens of you, if you could only see
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Time's dreams escape, late into the night
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When the stars align reminds me of you
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Words will lose their fear
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And I will find their truth
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Church bells in the hills they will ring and ring
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Ocean's to the coast will cling to their host
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The sun will split in two , sink thru an empty sky
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It's where we'll go when we
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Panic Open String
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| Calexico |
