If you're not a commodity, why are you so scarce
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Invisible even in your solar flares
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I battled your intensity
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You really got propensity
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To burn, to burn
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Stumbling 'round the moonscape
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With the gravity of a feather
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I know that it's a calamity
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We just talk of the weather
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The silver of your sun suit
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Negates the execute
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I want to escape, I want to escape
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Your pull
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Struggling against the cold
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Spat at by the torrent
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Grabbing at little silver fishes
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Dream fabrique is wishes, washes
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A hundred leagues under the lake
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A town down there and then I wake
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Don't change, don't change
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Wonder, it's no wonder
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Wonder, it's no wonder
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Don't tell me now it's over
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Over in an instant, instantly over
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Atoms, starlings, missiles, batteries
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Cotton, infants, fishes, wishing
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Breathing, whispers, breakthrough, wicked
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Nonsense, dirges, princes, fathers
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Moonlight, flattery, rainbow, orbit
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Falling, midnight, crashing, tackle
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Freezing, glowing, cinders, forces
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Power, sticky, setback, arching
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Outward, naked, narrow, willing
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Storming, killing, spinning, happening
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(??), kissing, forming, shaking
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Bottle, hammer, reefer, Buddha
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Mantra, shudder, city
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Space
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Steve Kilbey |