don't look down upon the atmosphere
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wings of stealth are broken dreams
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don't look back upon your learned years
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you seem blind to what you've seen
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now i see how far the ground
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has fallen down and round and round
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time is a river and life flows away
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into the valley of dreams you've made
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soon i'll be surfing that cold astral plane
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where the dreams and the nightmares are one and the same
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don't look now upon your history
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dead end streets of futures spurned
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don't look up to all you wish to be
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winding path of your sojourn
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can you see how far the ground
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has fallen down and round and round
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time is a river and life flows away
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into the valley of dreams you've made
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soon i'll be surfing that cold astral plane
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where the dreams and the nightmares are one and the same
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Life Flow
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