| Stop reaching in, I’ll meet you there
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| Stop reaching in, I see you, friend
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| All in good time, we’ll speak
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| Yeah, stop reaching in
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| Say goodbye, Lorena, to the beach
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| Heaven knows the week was bombin'
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| But by the weekend you were here
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| Asleep in my arms
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| And the future looked like nowhere I’ve seen
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| That really happened
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| We believe it
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| It’s really magic
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| Days roll by, non-discreet
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| The ebb and flow just reflects the infinite symmetry
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| You will come out for real celebration, hey
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| You stand in vision, I’ll sail away
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| That really happened
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| We believe it
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| It’s really magic this time
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| Feeling even
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| It’s really happening now
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| Let the weekend spin
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| Right 'til the end
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| Please say this whole adventure is dialing in
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| The deep state, it’s all self-interest, leave it there
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| Breezing, breezing, reaching in
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| Evident
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| Feeling even
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| That really happened
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| We believe it
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| It’s really magic now
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| We can see them
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| It really happened this time
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| Let the weekend spin
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| Right 'til the end |