| There will come soft rains in time
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| When you are grey and older
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| Not a single cloud will know
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| The burdens we have shouldered
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| Earth, if I may stand on your stage
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| Larger than life, and life as large as we are
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| Oh, this lonely light looms in the cosmic night
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| We fell in love and spilled our blood on the pale blue dot
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| Every way erodes the lines
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| 'Til there’s no good, there’s only kind
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| Kids and killers shed their bones on this
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| The only home we’ve known
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| Earth, if I may stand on your stage
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| Larger than life, and life as large as we are
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| Oh, this lonely light looms in the cosmic night
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| We fell in love and spilled our blood on the pale blue dot
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| And by design, the iris of your eye
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| Hides the hints of amber in the artificial light
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| Once brilliant blue, so innocent and new
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| Wider than the endless night around our tiny view |