| Swimming through
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| Pools of blue
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| Dripping into
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| A golden hue
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| That we long to
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| That we long to
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| That we long to
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| Return to
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| Inside
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| You walk a line
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| Just out of sight
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| And out of mind
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| And it’s all blue
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| And it’s all blue
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| And it’s all blue
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| That you see through
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| Time comes to call on all things
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| A golden ghost whispering
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| To every form of body
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| Return to dust, return to dust
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| You want your silver lining
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| The wheel is hypnotizing
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| One golden thread unwinding
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| Till it’s cut, till it’s cut
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| And sewn in the web of all things
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| Grown in the land inside me
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| One oceanic body
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| Infinite, infinite
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| Lotus lips
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| With heavy eyes
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| And phantom limbs
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| For phantom lives
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| That we move through
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| That we move through
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| That we move through
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| In the deep blue
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| Break ties
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| Follow your mind
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| And find your eyes
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| And climb inside
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| A door that you
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| You never knew
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| When you were blue, blue, blue
|
| Time comes to call on all things
|
| A golden ghost whispering
|
| To every form of body
|
| Return to dust, return to dust
|
| You want your silver lining
|
| The wheel is hypnotizing
|
| One golden thread unwinding
|
| Till it’s cut, till it’s cut
|
| And sewn in the web of all things
|
| Grown in the land inside me
|
| One oceanic body
|
| Infinite, infinite
|
| The wheel is fixed in motion
|
| Spinning straw to golden
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| Thread yet to be woven
|
| Into this endless ocean
|
| The wheel is fixed in motion
|
| Spinning straw to golden
|
| Thread yet to be woven
|
| Into this endless ocean
|
| You want your silver lining
|
| The wheel is hypnotizing
|
| One golden thread unwinding
|
| Till it’s cut, till it’s cut
|
| And sewn in the web of all things
|
| Grown in the land inside me
|
| One oceanic body
|
| Infinite, infinite |