You're always finding out
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About the things that people never talk about
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I didn't ask to know
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But now I'm compensating as I go
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I know the script I'm in
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I'm only thoughts of heaven trapped in flesh and skin
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And from the world of men
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I try to tighten up the code again
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And the code is a play
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A play is a song
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A song is a film
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A film is a dance
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Boot me up on the Zen Machine
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Log me onto the Zen Machine
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Load me down
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Everybody get ready
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Hook me into the Zen Machine
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Sharing time on the Zen Machine
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Load me up
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Everybody get ready
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Sometimes it's clear to me
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Then for a moment I'm in timeless ecstasy
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There are no reasons why
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And everyone's a passer-by
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But when they've gone to bed
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A fire's burning on the screen and in my head
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And on a windy day
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You can smell it from a mile away
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And the smell is a note
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A note is a taste
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A taste is a hue
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A hue is a touch
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Zen Machine
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| Utopia |
