| I see ahead by a hundred moves
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| And I saw you, but I let you saw me in two
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| 'Cause that's what illusionists do
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| The way you kissed me when you lost another valentine
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| The way you kissed me when you lost another valentine
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| The way you kissed me when you lost another valentine
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| There's no roses in this garden
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| No sun melting in the sea
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| I've been over and over and over and over it
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| You live for the final dance
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| Take your seven veils and sail the seven seas
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| Oh the roar and the whisper
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| In the focus of your stare
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| (Did we ever see or did I imagine harmony?)
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| The sordid rapture of draw and capture
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| Back to the four walls of your square
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| There's no roses in this garden
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| No sun melting in the sea
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| I've been over and over and over and over it
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| You live for the final dance
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| Take your seven veils and sail the seven seas
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| And don't come back for me
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| There's no roses in this garden
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| No sun melting in the sea
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| Over and over and over and over it
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| You live for the final dance
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| Take your seven veils and sail the seven seas
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| There's no roses in this garden
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| No sun melting in the sea
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| Over and over and over and over it
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| Take this final dance
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| Take your seven veils and sail the seven seas |