| I was a little kid, born from acid trip
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| A little space cadet with a shaven head
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| Scared of clippers 'round my ears
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| Wore a crystal 'round my neck
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| Birthstone amethyst, Age Aquarius
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| Pocahontas «Colors of the Wind»
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| My mantra, sung with a voice of mountains
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| High notes mountainous
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| Low down, cavernous
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| Painted in the wind
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| Sing from the mountain
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| A town and country kid, raised by a village
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| T-shirt as a dress, one arm out the neck
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| Had a lyric in my head and a rhythm in my step
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| Felt it from my chest, widest dreams I dreamt
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| A lady held my face and said
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| «Keep on top of it, I know you can’t go wrong»
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| Though high notes mountainous
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| Low down, it’s cavernous
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| Just paint it in the wind
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| And sing from your mountain
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| Ko Karioi (Karioi)
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| Tōku māunga (Karioi tōku māunga)
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| Sleeping lady (sleeping lady)
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| Feet in the ocean (feet in the ocean)
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| Karioi, my cornerstone
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| She said
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| «Keep on top of it, you got it, I know you can’t go wrong
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| It’s a long way, but when you get there, I know that you’ll have it all»
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| (She held my face, and she sang to me «Believe me»)
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| (Oh, ooh) Believe me
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| (Oh, ooh) |