| What’s it to walk on a silent road,
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| to be thirsty and wait for — wait for the rain?
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| What is it like?
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| You wake me up with a ray of light,
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| tell me a joke and if you don’t know one, never mind!
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| Can’t we just look at the Sun
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| and live a lifetime in a day
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| like some butterflies? |
| Not quite the same!
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| A lifetime in a day
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| in which we learn to fly out of our cage!
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| So what is the smell of summer like? |
| And
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| what is the sound of your heart when you’re running? |
| And
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| what is to be fearless like? |
| And
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| what is to have nothing in mind but plenty of space?
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| In this place there’s the law of the strongest
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| but we confuse the weak with the one that
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| makes big mistakes
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| and the strong with the perfect
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| And live a lifetime in a day,
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| like some butterflies? |
| Not quite the same!
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| A lifetime in a day,
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| in which we learn to fly out of this cage!
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| So what is the smell of summer like? |
| And
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| what is the sound of your heart when you’re running? |
| And
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| what is to be fearless like? |
| And
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| what is to have nothing in mind but plenty of space?
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| Teach me again! |
| Teach me again!
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| Teach me again! |
| Teach me again!
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| Please. |