| Sixteen, sixteen
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| Going on thirty-two
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| It’s a delicate time
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| That of knowing
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| Yet understanding nothing
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| Then being alone
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| Twenty-one
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| Be no clearer yet
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| Yet the first steps
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| Looking for the mystery school
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| Talk, talk is easy
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| Talk talk whatever it takes to know that
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| Talk, talk is crazy
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| Only can you be alive from looking within
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| Your heart and soul
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| Talk, talk is easy
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| Easily we get to coming
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| Easily we get to knowing
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| Quick words
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| Sharp tongue
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| Fascinate
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| Aglow
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| Bright sky
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| Quick words
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| See how
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| We fly
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| This storm
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| This love
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| Electrify
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| Quick words
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| We surely testify
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| Quick words, quick words
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| Quick words, quick words
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| Eighteen, eighteen, age of innocence
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| Thrown away to the wind
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| Just like a pilgrim
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| Twenty-one, be the key of life
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| Realizing how it suddenly is delivered
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| Shall we play the game, I ask
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| I’m willing to learn
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| Teach me of this wilderness easily
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| Walk me high as I walked the mountain
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| Hand in hand in mystery light
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| Afraid of nothing, nothing can touch me
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| Never speak to me
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| I’d be the dumb one of dreams
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| Made passive by this searching for wonder
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| It abounds all around the screens
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| It procreates this very day
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| I’m astounded that I didn’t know
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| Talk, talk is crazy
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| Talk talk whatever it takes to know that
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| Talk, talk is crazy
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| Only can you come alive from looking within
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| Your heart and soul
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| Talk, talk is easy
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| Easily we get to coming
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| Easily we get to knowing
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| Talk to me so clear
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| This bulge in our open space
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| Is dreaming by the spell by my seeing
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| Tis the sound of thunder makes me cry
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| I believe I’d laugh until I die
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| Transform all these messages of freedom
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| Distant as a distant star
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| He climbing the sky
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| Suspended on the waterfall of reason
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| He would shout the will to rescue me
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| And whisper words so easily
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| I’m eighteen and I don’t believe
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| I’m twenty-one and I cannot see
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| Listening in the power of silence
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| Talk talk is crazy
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| One word and I’m running for the President of Life
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| Talk, talk is easy
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| Just as if you’re meant to believe every word they’re saying to you
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| Talk, talk is crazy
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| Only can we find ourselves from searching within
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| Talk talk is easy
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| Talk, talk whatever it takes to know that
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| Talk, talk is crazy
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| Baby!
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| Just as if you’re meant to believe every word they’re saying to you
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| Talk, talk is easy
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| How we decide on the giving of power
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| Quick words
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| Sharp tongue
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| Fascinate
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| Aglow
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| Bright sky
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| Quick words
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| See how
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| We fly
|
| This storm
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| This love
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| Electrify
|
| Quick words
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| We surely testify
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| Cool wind
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| High clouds
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| Bright sun
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| My sky
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| Quick words
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| Sharp eyes
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| Do justify
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| This earth
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| This sea
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| This planet life
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| Quick words
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| We hear them
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| Everyday
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| Sing it to the south of me
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| Sing it to the north of me
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| Sing it to the eastern soul
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| Holding me in the western world
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| How we get along
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| This pilgrim’s way
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| In search of Castenada
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| And the worlds of tomorrow |