| Vibrations every day, in the dark you feel o.k.
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| Do you see the outline in the sky?
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| D’you think the planets will collide?
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| Pretty baby, watch the cold WIND blow,
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| you had a heart made out of snow,
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| that lived as long as the fly was alive,
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| One, two, three, four, five.
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| How’d they fit you in the dark disguise,
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| the neck-lace of thirty eyes?
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| Tell me why the sky is full of birds,
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| what is coming — have you heard?
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| I saw you turn into a butterfly
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| whose heart was smaller than a STAR in the sky,
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| that disappeared when it started to snow,
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| I thought I told you, it’s time for me to go.
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| Will we live beyond the farthest wave?
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| The water is the darkest grave.
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| Can you see beyond the farthest sun,
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| to the prophets as they wait in line?
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| Sail under SCORPIO in the sky,
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| I’ll watch for you with my eye
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| But if the stars are something you can’t find,
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| I told you, you can call me any time. |