| Everything sings, everything shines
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| Everything rings and everything rhymes
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| Everyone dreams of heaven sometimes
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| Everyone fails, everyone falls
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| Everyone climbs, everyone crawls
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| Behind doors, windows and walls
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| Clouds are lifting, skies are clearing
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| The big picture is looking good
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| Spools are spinning, scenes are shifting
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| Here in God’s own neighbourhood
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| The brighter i am, the darker it gets
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| The more I recall, the more she forgets
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| She sends her regards, I send my regrets
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| Wild as the wind, cool as the breeze
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| I’m up in the air, down on my knees
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| Winding my clocks, turning my keys
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| Clouds are lifting, skies are clearing
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| The big picture is looking good
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| Spools are spinning, scenes are shifting
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| Here in God’s own neighbourhood
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| Everything beathes, everything glows
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| Everything feels, everything flows
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| Everyone sees, everyone knows
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| Everything rings, everything chimes
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| Everyone dreams of heaven sometimes |