| There’s a place I start
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| In the corner of my heart
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| That could take this world apart
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| And put it back together
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| And for more than just a night
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| Can I shake these satellites?
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| Trade my thoughts for steel guitars
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| And dim the lights to see the stars
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| As I fumble through the dark
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| From the friction comes the spark
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| To light the flickering flame
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| Inside the hurricane
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| Mother Nature run your fingers through my hair
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| Can you make one last repair?
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| I have been shaken
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| Fragile creatures
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| Lose their way on winding roads
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| Forever young is getting old
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| You have mistaken me for somebody else
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| I am surrounded
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| You can’t leave this house the way you found it
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| Don’t get too close to me
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| You’ll lose the mystery
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| Best keep some distance, dear
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| You’re not alone in here
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| Lights in the Holophane
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| Worlds just beyond the frame
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| Twin moons and missing friends
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| Reflecting in the lens
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| This world is calling out
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| Knows what it’s all about
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| Retrace but don’t retreat
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| We’re all on Only Street
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| True love’s got enemies
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| Tired eyes & memories
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| The last show of the tour
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| Through this RCA 44
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| Here’s to the mystery
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| Like Eugene and Marie
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| Like you & me
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| The road to Cathedral Grove in your Pontiac before I had my own
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| 25 years, winding the curves
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| Following you, babe, searching for words
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| In through the open door
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| Back to ‘94
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| Up on the third floor
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| Then into the 2nd act
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| With a couple cats
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| In some Victorian shack
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| Closing my eyes, living to dream
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| Wondering how I’d never been
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| To Dreamland, Dreamland
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| We’re in there
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| Dreamland, Dreamland
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| Begin there
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| On the slow train
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| Down the fast lane
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| Through the last pane
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| Where we meet again
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| In Dreamland, Dreamland
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| We’re coming
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| Dreamland
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| This motors humming
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| We put faith in imagination
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| Now we gotta go play a show with the band
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| It’s a benefit for
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| Dreamland, Dreamland
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| Connect us, connect us
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| Dreamland, Sandman
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| Protect us
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| You’re a soft drug
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| From a wildflower
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| Life’s a slow dive
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| Through the Magic Hour |