So goodnight my dear
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Hope you're feeling well
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Hope you're feeling very clear
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In this song and rhyme
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Thoughts of changes that
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Keep ourselves intact
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And yes
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It's hard to fake but I'm faltering
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In the steps I'm about to take
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I am sure it's true
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What is all for me is much the same to you
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If all the statues in the world
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Would turn to flesh with teeth of pearl
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Would they be kind enough to comfort me
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The setting sun is set in stone
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And it remains for me alone
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To carve my own and set it free
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So we wait and see
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How this backward chapter reads
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In verse inadvertently
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And it feels like fading light
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But that's all that's left
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Only what's left is right
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If all the statues in the world
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Would turn to flesh with teeth of pearl
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Would they be kind enough to comfort me
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The setting sun is set in stone
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And it remains for me alone
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To carve my own and set it free
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Jumping from a balloon
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A carried aloft by a parachute in June
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Twisting round and round
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Well I hope the ground is what you find
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The setting sun is set in stone
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And it remains for me alone
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To carve my own and set it free
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Statues
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Moloko |