| The small divides along the sides of rulers always amazed me
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| Closer you looked the more it took your eyes off reality
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| It’s very rare that I don’t stare at objects to find beauty
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| Hope I don’t seem to talk pompously, try and look abstractly
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| If you don’t see we’re all made of codes
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| Deciphering is the game we’re all in
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| If you don’t see we’re all made of codes
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| Deciphering is the game we’re all in
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| The New York sky is cut by lines of metal tubes protruding
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| When one’s within, it gets quite dim as you’re just one included
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| Look between the glossy sheen and the shapes emerging
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| Heaven laughs while breaking past tiny cracks that’s surging
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| If you don’t see we’re all made of codes
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| Deciphering is the game we’re all in
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| If you don’t see we’re all made of codes
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| Deciphering is the game we’re all in, oh
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| The different lands are trapped in hands of rulers making us think
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| The worlds not ours, these ancient scars do not show anything, but
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| This is trite, it is our right to live that full, we possess
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| No one owns what nature’s grown, this truth they must confess
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| It’s a constant cycle, so hurry
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| Do all you can before you’re buried
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| Powers try to hide and ferry us through time
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| Ferry us through life, ferry us through life
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| If you don’t see we’re all made of codes
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| Deciphering is the game we’re all in
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| If you don’t see we’re all made of codes
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| Deciphering is the game we’re all in, oh |