| Would you listen when the wind decides to whisper English fate?
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| Would you heed the words within the winds that whisper it’s too late?
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| Would you see the reasons falling from the sky?
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| Or the locust screaming madly as you turn around and die?
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| Would you recognize some message to relay?
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| Have you felt the atmospheric friction churning up above?
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| All the traits and descriptions seem to fit just like a glove
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| Did you see backwards through the seams
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| Crawling circles on our back with our dumbfounded expertise?
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| Just the thought of this is riddled with disease
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| Can you see her moving slowly to the rhythm of this song?
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| Would you like to tag along with us? |
| I know it won’t be long
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| Could she lead us back to somewhere you desire?
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| Could she lead us to the doorway? |
| Would you sit down by the fire?
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| And would your eyes be sealed with love instead of hate?
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| Can you see the empty chambers of your head begin to spin
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| Leaving nothing but the cavity for all the living skin?
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| Would you settle for the empty space within?
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| Or just kick and scream for something else to carry your thoughts in?
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| One foot before the other, let’s begin
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| Have you grown without a doubt or have you always wondered why?
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| Just this morning flash your waking eye
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| Do you take in or leave it as it lay?
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| Would you give enough to life before returning to the clay?
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| Would you think about tomorrow like today?
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| Well, open
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| She’s always hopin'
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| We can turn this old familiar lightnin'
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| Into a song
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| Sun keeps burning
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| World keeps turning
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| Reaching out and
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| 'Til time is gone
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| Would you listen for the echo of your long-forgotten dream?
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| You should listen for the echo of your long-forgotten dream |