| I wipe the coal out of my eyes and let the light in
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| Look to the sky as I’m invitin' the sunshine
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| The lightnin', the rainfall, the downpour
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| The snow and how it whitens the whole ground
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| And somehow that brightens my whole day
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| Run away? |
| No way, come right in
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| I’m one with all the elements
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| The benefits of writin' is I can remain here but go there
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| I’m flyin', I’m fallin', the parachute just opened
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| Look, I’m glidin', arrivin'
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| Thoughts heightened to the point I feel a slight wind
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| Goosebumps appear, you see 'em clearly on my light skin
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| Letters begin swarmin', words form and take shape
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| Without a warnin', I can feel my palms warmin'
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| And it’s happenin' again
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| All that I’m imaginin' is transferrin' onto this pallet
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| As I scratch it with a pen
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| The first facet if a gem
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| The corresponding' scriptures start matchin' at the ends
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| It’s soundin' like my soundbytes are at a ten
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| The tone in my headphones have grown to a frequency unknown
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| Some of us call this the zone
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| Every instrument is on they own, but not alone, it’s like
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| We rent separate apartments in a harmonious home
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| All I see is sounds, all I hear is colors
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| All I feel is nothin', it’s a numbness like no other
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| Time is nonexistent, like forever in a moment
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| Wish this moment was forever but it’s forever been just moments
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| I’m starin' at a canvas that was once blank
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| Contemplate, «if this was read aloud, then what would one think?
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| How would they perceive it?
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| Will everyone receive it in the light that I intended
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| Comprehendin' every meanin?
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| Or will they just breeze through it like a gentle summer evenin'?
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| Is this even worth leavin'?»
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| My easel, I flip the sheet and there’s a
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| Brand new canvas waitin' for me, how convenient
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| Its eyebrow raisin' how I scrap a Mona Lisa
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| All I see is sounds, all I hear is colors
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| All I feel is nothin', it’s a numbness like no other
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| The beauty’s in the flaws
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| All I see is sounds, all I hear is colors
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| All I feel is nothin', it’s a numbness like no other
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| The beauty’s in the flaws |