| Reflecting on what’s been
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| Though past will be future
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| When again yesterday to be made
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| For me hazy times fume all around
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| Burning grass in a field of endless supplies
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| Tall people casting shadows on the short
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| Little people running circles round the wide
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| Lazy times waste it well
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| What better to do with my mind!
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| Crazy times no rhythm too hard
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| Deep corners and people with my time
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| Overground in joy in clouds sunlit
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| Snow untouched make pure silhouette
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| Catches steam grass and dew
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| Rays not harm the upward gaze
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| Hosts bring out a game of openfields on the box
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| Watch the guests who bring the heat of outside
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| Flags of faith for boundaries to fight
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| The young so so wise before their time
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| My time your time all time
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| My time your time all time
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| Overground in joy in clouds sunlit
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| Snow untouched make pure silhouette
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| Catches steam grass and dew
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| Rays not harm the upward gaze
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| Rhythm to your right rhythm the other side
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| Expression outside and poetry inside
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| Pleasure to your touch
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| Taste of heaven on your mind
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| And colours before your very eyes |