| I pulled the car off to the side and walked along a starry hill in Idaho
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| A golden moon was rolling by, the ridge was like a window sill, and I don’t know
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| If I was on the outside looking in
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| Like maybe all the borders of the world were getting thin
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| And I could see the sky the way it’s gonna be again
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| Every star is a burning flame
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| Every star is a burning flame
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| Well yesterday I trimmed the vines and spread the leaves along the ground in
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| Tennessee
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| And I tried to hold it in my mind that all the light that’s coming down takes
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| ages to get to me
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| And I was on the inside looking out
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| I was lifted by a solar wind up over the clouds
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| And I could hear the hosts of heaven singing out loud
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| Every star is a burning flame
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| Every star is a burning flame
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| I remember Mr. Green and I were walking down a busy street in Louisville
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| The sign said Merton, looked around, and all the people passing by were shining
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| like the sun and beautiful
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| And the wonder of it caught him by surprise
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| Oh Lord, I wanna see the world with those eyes
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| I wanna look into the night and see a million suns rise
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| Rise
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| All the heat comes running at the speed of light
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| From the reaches of space to these faces tonight
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| Every heart is a burning flame
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| Every heart is a burning flame |