| He knows that he’s got a hold on me
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| Like the moon and sea, and when it gets dark
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| We lay down and look up at the stars
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| And get scared about how small we are
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| All night, questioning things you spend your whole life answering
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| So I’m like, «Quiet your mind, or you’re gonna miss it»
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| What if the point is here? |
| And what if the point is now?
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| What if there’s nothing left to figure out?
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| Is that what the point is? |
| That’s what the point is
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| He said he met me once way before
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| There were dinosaurs in another life
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| I cut my name right into his skin
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| So he’s wondering if it’s all a sign
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| All night, questioning things you spend your whole life answering
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| So I’m like, «Quiet your mind, or you’re gonna miss it»
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| What if the point is here? |
| And what if the point is now?
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| What if there’s nothing left to figure out?
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| Is that what the point is? |
| That’s what the point is
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| Woah, oh
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| What if the point is here? |
| And what if the point is now?
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| What if there’s nothing left to figure out?
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| Is that what the point is? |
| That’s what the point is |