I caught the morning star hanging in a crystal glass,
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Cold glass, fresh on my fingertips,
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Hopes on unlike melody.
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We can be anything, anything at all.
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We can be everything, everything and more.
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North West on a sun scheme 66
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Tale lights, hanging like a necklace on the mountains,
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Lid white fire on our senses,
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We could do it all,
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We can be everything, everything and more.
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I am the second hand,
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Blow me down if you can.
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IĄŻm heading for the greatest storm,
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Enter clouds, sun spills all around.
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IĄŻll never gonna stop.
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And the river back goes.
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Shadows we throw,
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The willows and the night wind song.
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Colder, away from the fire sack
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Hold her, underneath the evergreen.
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We can be anything, anything at all.
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We can be everything, everything and more.
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Listen to the heart, we can step into the hearts.
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We can be beautiful, beautiful and wrong.
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I am the second hand,
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Blow me down if you can.
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IĄŻm heading for the greatest storm,
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Enter clouds, sun spills all around.
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IĄŻve fallen to the top of the second hand,
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Bore me down if you can,
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IĄŻll never gonna stop,
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Just a rain drop hanging on a window ceil,
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I just canĄŻt stay.
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I am the second hand,
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Blow me down if you can.
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IĄŻm heading for the greatest storm,
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Enter clouds, sun spills all around.
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IĄŻll never gonna stop.
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IĄŻve fallen to the top of the second hand,
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Bore me down if you can,
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IĄŻll never gonna stop,
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Just a rain drop hanging on a window ceil,
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I just canĄŻt stay.
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The Second Hand
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| Mostly Autumn |
