| At the edge of consciousness
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| Where the lines they start to fade
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| And the spirit goes undressed
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| Of all malice and brocade
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| At the edges, silvery edges
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| Where the mirror it bends and stretches
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| At the edges of this world
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| Where the waters crash and curl
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| Take me down, take me down
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| Davey Jones yeah, take me down
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| Take me down Davey Jones
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| Davey Jones yeah, take me down
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| Where the sands they blow and shift
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| Borne away yeah on the drift
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| Where the sands they blow and shift
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| Borne away now on the drift
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| Maybe I can free myself
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| Dancing with the swaying kelp
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| Maybe I’ll redeem myself
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| Swirling with the swaying kelp
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| Take me down, take me down
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| Davey Jones yeah, take me down
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| Take me down Davey Jones
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| Davey Jones yeah, take me down
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| Oh yeah
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| Make me dance, wanna dance
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| Wanna dance
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| Let me see the blue sky
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| I can dance, gotta dance
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| Let me see the blue sky
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| Gonna dance
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| Holding fragments
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| Holding fragments
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| Holding Chimera
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| Twisting fragments
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| Only fragments
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| Only figments
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| Only Chimera
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| You’re the one that got away
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| You’re the one that got away
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| You’re the one they couldn’t touch
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| Just the one that got away
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| At the edges, silvery edges
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| Where the mirror it bends and stretches
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| Oh the edges of this world
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| Where the waters crash and curl |