A Beautiful mind, turned water into wine
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But that¡¯s not all
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Broke the water, shined through
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Shaped the earth, created the colder life
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Radiated with energy, the great boat of life
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The spark
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Sparkling through the dark night
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Then walked
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And took forever without a thing in sight
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Didn¡¯t hear a sound to the first tree grew and fell
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Deaf to the ocean swelled, washed up a miracle
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A Beautiful yours, a beautiful mine
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By the grace of fire, out sprouts the land
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FAN THE desire, footprints in the sand
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On top of the mountain peak where the man speaks to himself
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Cursing to them with a start
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What he felt can¡¯t be described
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It¡¯s alive
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Rise with the tide
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Communicate with all sides, nothing wants to die
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Build a nest, build a bridge
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Build a tower
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Construct a dam, dig a hole
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Build a flower
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Ultraviolet rays magnified the essence
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All praise to the presence, one pure thought
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Taught him the lessons
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This spread with the first migration of the heads
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The first ONES to flock
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A beautiful yours, a beautiful mine
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One¡¯s so enlightened; one¡¯s so divine
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The planet¡¯s are aligned, all void of time
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A beautiful mind
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They opened up the brain and opened up the heart
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What is man made of?
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Love from the dark
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The will to invent the will
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Work the field, the shield, the intent to kill, the uphill
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Matter of existence, matter of persistence,
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Matter of distance to search for the mystics
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Finder of lost souls, teacher of apostles, the mind¡¯s so colossal
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A beautiful mind
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A beautiful mind, a beautiful idea
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One that was right here, blind to the naked eye, tied to a fear
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Once it was nothing and now it is here
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A beautiful mind
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Not accidental, coincidental, experimental
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A beautiful man, though a touch so gentle
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A life so simple to spin on the axis to access the temple
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A beautiful mind
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A beautiful mind, put fruit on the vine
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At the same time he made love a crime
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Mellowed out the strings of all mankind
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Walked along side you when you was left behind
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Purified the waters, carved the canyons
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Fed the families when it was starved and famine
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Drew the blueprints so everyone had a chance
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Organized the people and made man advance
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A beautiful yours, a beautiful mine
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Something outa nothing
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Oh, what a far cry
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More than a hard tribe
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Pointed out the star guide
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Made love, made hate
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Saved sake
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Nothing left to create but fate
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Constructed structures, intricate a labyrinth
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Detailed a portrait
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Healed nations
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Took blame when no one else was havin' it
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Evolved the species, and had patience
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Wrote the scroll in thousands of languages
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Came with us to fight against a giant ass sanguinus
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Created chaos, pprevented destruction
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Made law and order and then corruption
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Laid the foundation for all things to stand on
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Then cleared the ground for the mother ship to land on
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Sailed across the seas, followed the breeze
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Cured disease
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Made poison
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Settled the fear, took them on the righteous path,
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Gave them the math, and still had the time to laugh
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What a beautiful mind to have
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A Beautiful Mine
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Aceyalone |