| Got a static, universal saturation in the grip of the morning sun
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| The greatest soldier that erodes all the orders
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| And the door men when the day is done
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| Hop the dingle on the ferry
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| Takes you back to the dimension that’s just begun
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| Riding the crystal of communion to a union
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| Harry Truman is the poor lady’s son and he says
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| Got a static, universal saturation in the grip of the morning sun
|
| The greatest soldier that erodes all the orders
|
| And the door men when the day is done
|
| Hop the dingle on the ferry
|
| Takes you back to the dimension that’s just begun
|
| Riding the crystal of communion to a union
|
| Harry Truman is the poor lady’s son and he says
|
| Got a static, universal saturation in the grip of the morning sun
|
| The greatest soldier that erodes all the orders
|
| And the door men when the day is done
|
| Hop the dingle on the ferry
|
| Takes you back to the dimension that’s just begun
|
| Riding the crystal of communion, it’s a union
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| Harry Truman is the poor lady’s son and he says |