| Fantasies Paramount By Night
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| Seem Insane In The Light Of Day
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| But Senseless People Like You And I
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| Jump Back And Forth Between Existences
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| Like Dancers Do
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| And While We Take The Magic Flight
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| Into The Belly Of The Whale
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| Piercing Through Its Jaws
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| Momentous Strokes Of Fortune Flash Our Way
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| Undisguised
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| We’re Masters Of Two Worlds
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| We’re Light On Our Feet
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| Wingéd Bulls
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| Can’t Be Tamed And Laid To Rest
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| We’re Kindred Spirits ‘cos Our Concerns Are Obsolete
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| We’ve Found The Sacred Key
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| To Twist The Fabric Loose
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| In The Well Lubricated Machinery
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| Suffering Unimaginable Torments
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| In A Valley Of Dry Bones
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| Only Enhances The Promise Made
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| Of A Paradise That Waits
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| Across The Threshold
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| Through Your Eyes
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| We’re Masters Of Two Worlds
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| We’re Light On Our Feet
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| Wingéd Bulls
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| Can’t Be Tamed And Laid To Rest
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| We’re Kindred Spirits ‘cos Our Concerns Are Obsolete
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| We’ve Found The Sacred Key
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| To Twist The Fabric Loose
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| In The Well Lubricated Machinery
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| And We’ll Play The Fool
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| Before Juries Of Sober Minds
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| Perplexed By The Ecstasy
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| In Our Eyes |