| We revolve around the sun
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| Along this never-ending run
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| In the middle of this spark of light
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| In the moment of this wondrous flight
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| You’re never given the chance to touch rewind;
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| It’s all been set to play
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| The line we walk is fine
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| So make the most of all your time
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| Remember along the way
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| Just where you’ve been is what shapes you;
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| Your proof of life
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| At first you’ve all the time in the world
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| No need to plan for what’s ahead
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| Or what’s to come
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| We revolve around the sun
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| Along this never-ending run
|
| In the middle of this spark of light
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| We revolve around the sun
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| Along this never-ending run
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| In the moment of this wondrous flight
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| In the middle of your childhood dreaming
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| It could never end or so it was seeming
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| Playing over inside your mind
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| Are all the years come and gone
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| Remember along the way
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| Just where you’ve been is what shapes you;
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| Your proof of life
|
| In the middle of this spark of light
|
| In the moment of this wondrous flight
|
| You’re never given the chance to touch rewind;
|
| It’s all been set to play
|
| The line we walk is fine
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| So make the most of all your time
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| Remember along the way
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| Just where you’ve been is what shapes you;
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| You’re proof of life |