Never seen her glowing
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all that bright she's throwing
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like some aurora
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from her head it's growing
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reaching to the ground and all around
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like a Navajo blanket
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Never heard her singing
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now she's gently ringing
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like copper wind chimes
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what on earth is bringing up this stream
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the cat who got the cream is licking her lips
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and smiling like her Cheshire cousin
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She claims she's found a way to make her own light
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all you do is smile, you banish the night
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She says she's burning with optimism's flames, away away
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she says she's burning up all her guilts and shames, away away
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she says she's burning with optimism's flames, away away
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she says she's burning up
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Now you see I'm smiling
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back to juvenile'ing
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I learnt her lesson
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in like flint and styling
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all the world is neatly curled around my littlest finger
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I can't stop this grinning
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so assume I'm winning
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threw pessimism
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in the air it's spinning
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crashing to the floor and nevermore
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will it lure me away with sweets
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and shiny things just like a magpie
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Now every bird and bee just fuel the fire for me
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now every closing door just fans the flames some more
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(Now I'm thinking okay)
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(I'm turning night into day)
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Burning With Optimism's Flame
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