| When it’s cold, it come slow
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| It is warm, just watch it grow
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| All around me
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| It is here, it is now
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| Just a little bit of it, can bring you up or down
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| Like the supper, it is cooking in your hometown
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| It is chicken, it is eggs
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| It is in between your legs
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| It is walking on the moon
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| Leaving your cocoon
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| It is the jigsaw, it is purple haze
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| It never stays in one place, but it’s not a passing phase
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| It is in the single’s bar, in the distance of the face
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| It is in between the cages, it is always in a space
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| It is here, it is now
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| Any rock can be made to roll
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| If you’ve enough of it to pay the toll
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| It has no home in words or goal
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| Not even in your favourite hole
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| It is the hope for the dope
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| When you ride the horse without a hoof
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| It is shaken, not stirred;
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| Cocktails on the roof
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| When you eat right fruit you see everything alive
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| It is inside spirit, with enough grit to survive
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| If you think that it’s pretentious, you’ve been taken for a ride
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| Look across the mirror sonny, before you choose decide
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| It is here, it is now
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| It is real
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| It is Rael
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| 'Cos it’s only knock and know all, but I like it |