| I was doing what I was thinking
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| Reasonable-eyed, and the meaning
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| That makes her the radical ways
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| That favour the many rooms she roams
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| There is where you find no answer
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| And questions to remember
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| But no door has the naval
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| Has the naval to stop the war
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| Rain or shine, it doesn’t matter
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| We are clear as the water
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| That chooses to release
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| To release from the chambers up above
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| We are people, we are falling
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| Out of nowhere, can’t deny it
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| And the stars rise and shine
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| Out of the same stone and fire
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| We are people, we are falling
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| Out of nowhere, can’t deny it
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| And the stars rise and shine
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| Out of the same stone and fire
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| Stones for the eye of the beholder to take it in
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| To take it in, for your mind
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| And to reflect what’s come and gone
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| To remind us of a time, a time we have gained and lost
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| And our voice may compromise, we need the healing we need it now
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| All the heavy noises ringing, wherever I go I can feel it
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| And my senses can’t believe it, I’m beginning to run along
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| Life’s a messenger that flies, run below up to the skies
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| Wish upon the beaming sun, I’ll soon wait for love
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| We are people, we are falling
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| Out of nowhere, can’t deny it
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| And the stars rise and shine
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| Out of the same stone and fire |