Thrust your hand through her wave.
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What was on the other side
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Of the flowing blue carton?
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You're most alive before you died.
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If we cry underwater,
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We can hide the suffering
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Then go rejoice in life's splendor,
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'Cause death awaits like an old friend.
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So do you dance with the whirling wind?
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Becoming the voice of the ring up in the air.
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Do you dance with the whirling wind?
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Becoming the voice of the ring beyond *earth's atmosphere / the stratosphere.*
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I'm here to tell you something's lurking from another side
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For I am longing to see us in our true nature
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So where are you when all the mirrors of this world are shattered?
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Well tonight it seems though maybe things will go unheard.
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Now there's an unheard presence.
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It screams about our aliveness.
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'Cause now the night is split and bleeds.
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Or did it tell you to be set free?
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A bullet into faceless nights.
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it seems there's no place to confide.
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I think I see myself in you.
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Some web will only hide the truth.
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We need to believe in something
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'Cause everyone seems to be dying to be set free.
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I'm here to tell you something's lurking from another side
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For I am longing to see us in our true nature
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So where are you when all the mirrors of this world are shattered?
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Well tonight it seems though maybe things will go unheard.
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In life until they die
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So unheard in life until they?until they die!
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[mumbling]
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I'm here to tell you something's lurking from another side.
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For I am longing to see us in our true nature
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So where are you when all the mirrors of this world are shattered?
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Well tonight it seems though maybe things will go unheard.
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In life until they die
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So unheard in life until they?until they die!
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Unheard
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| Boy Hits Car |
