In my fantasy I¡¯m a pantomime
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I¡¯ll just move my hands and everyone sees what I mean
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Words are too messy
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And it¡¯s way past time
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To hand in my mouth
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Paint my face white and try to
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Reinvent the sea
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One wave at a time
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Speak without my voice and see the world by candlelight
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I ain¡¯t afraid to let it out
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I¡¯m unafraid to take that fall
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But I have found beyond all doubt
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We say more by saying nothing at all
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In my fantasy no such thing as time
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Minutes bleed into days
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Avant garde art
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Show me your heresy
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And I¡¯ll show you mine
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We only speak in pantomimes on this carpet ride
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I ain¡¯t afraid to let it out
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I¡¯m unafraid to take that fall
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But I have found beyond all doubt
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We say more by saying nothing at all
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In my fantasy you look good entwined
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In my hair and skin and spit and sweat and spilled red wine
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You¡¯re my deep secret
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I¡¯m your pantomime
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I¡¯ll just move my hands
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I promise you¡¯ll see what I mean
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Pantomime
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| Incubus |
