Don't be silent anymore
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Can you hear me
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I've been following you for a long time
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You look beautiful and wise and unhappy
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If there is a node inside the sun
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The first clue is often correct
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Voting part difficult
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You have followed too much and suspected
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And you won't see it until now
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You still break the heart of the sun
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And you won't get a new one
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Which is the worst thing that can happen
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I don't think the sky can drip
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Sun on your neck or planets go out
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If you come out of the sun now
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Wipe your hair off your sun already
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Let the world look at you properly
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Promises with all the senses to be sensitive
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You would no longer live under a pseudonym
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Blank paper white in front
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Many past moments in the dark
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They are allowed to stay, you choose freedom
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And you pay the price for it
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You've already gone too deep
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Now the mind is like a creek in spring
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The sea attracts and scares
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Mee still wading
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You still break the heart of the sun
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And you won't get a new one
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Which is the worst thing that can happen
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I don't think the sky can drip
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Sun on your neck or planets go out
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If you come out of the sun now
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Wipe your hair off your sun already
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Let the world look at you properly
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Promises with all the senses to be sensitive
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You would no longer live under a pseudonym
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You have a name, shout it out loud
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You have a name, shout it out loud
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You don't all hear, everyone hears
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You have a name, shout it out loud
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You don't all hear, everyone hears
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He hears, he hears, he hears
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Which is the worst thing that can happen
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I don't think the sky can drip
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Sun on your neck or planets go out
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If you come out of the sun now
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Wipe your hair off your sun already
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Let the world look at you properly
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Promises with all the senses to be sensitive
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You would no longer live under a pseudonym
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You would no longer live under a pseudonym |