| We’re just living breathing tapestries
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| Our memories are filled in with ink
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| We will stop this turning hourglass
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| Our footprints will dry on their own
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| Illuminated by the night sky
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| Staring up at fireflies
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| They float so effortlessly like you and me
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| I feel your breath against my skin
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| It makes me feel alive again
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| Fill my lungs with the sea breeze
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| Cause I cannot see the end
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| I cannot see the end
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| I cannot see the end
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| Let the stars be our guide
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| We’ll run through the night
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| I’ll let the sullen moon
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| Fill me with its light
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| I feel your breath against my skin
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| It makes me feel alive again
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| Fill my lungs with the sea breeze
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| Cause I cannot see the end
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| I know someday the office calls and all our friends go separate ways
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| Our lovers of tomorrow are not the lovers of yesterday, of yesterday (of
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| yesterday)
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| Our lovers of tomorrow are not the lovers of yesterday, of yesterday
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| I feel your breath against my skin
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| It makes me feel alive again (feel alive again)
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| Fill my lungs with the sea breeze
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| Cause I cannot see the end |