| How does it feel for you
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| Knowing what you do?
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| If you really have no idea
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| I wonder if it will appear
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| If you really have no idea
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| I wonder if it will appear
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| So how does it work for you
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| Doing what you do?
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| If you really have no idea
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| I wonder if it will appear
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| If you really have no idea
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| I wonder if it will appear
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| It’s moving like a swarm
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| Piling off a ridge
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| Straight into the sea
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| Graceful like an eagle would be
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| Diving to its prey
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| Swooping through the air
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| Giving in to gravity
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| I hold you like a charm
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| Carry you around
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| Guarding all my weaknesses
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| If you really have no idea
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| I wonder if it will appear
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| If you really have no idea
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| I wonder if it will appear
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| I’m moving like a mule
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| I’m winding up the path
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| Wave away the waves
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| Up there I saw an easel
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| And upon it a painting
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| Drying in the sun
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| Detailed in a way
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| It’s hard to tell where it stopped
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| So I hold it like a shield
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| I carry it around
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| Guarding all my weaknesses
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| If you really have no idea
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| I wonder if it will appear
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| If you really have no idea
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| I wonder if it will appear |