| Suddenly things become unsound
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| Stumbling on the shaky ground
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| Given arrows to shoot tornadoes down
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| Shoot them down to the ground
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| Saw a falling leaf, good luck, jump to grab
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| Much to our surprise, a butterfly
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| And it sunk in this induration
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| Induration in our lives
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| Inside ourselves, a hidden sun, that burns and burns
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| But never does any harm to anyone
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| Shivering madly in the dark
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| Like an animal abandoned in the car park
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| And she held me, and then she showed me the
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| Beauty of the human heart
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| Inside ourselves, a hidden sun, that burns and burns
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| But never does any harm to anyone
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| A hidden sun, that burns and burns
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| But never does any harm to anyone
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| Anyone
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| Ooh, anyone, hm…
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| Hidden sun
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| Hidden sun… |