| In the meeting place I sit beside, betwixt the points of heaven
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| I befell a friendly atmosphere revolving around seven
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| Oh, that number mystified my soul and captured within feelings
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| Those of doubt and understanding, hand in hand they set me reeling
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| Met me a stranger, he came here to town
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| Bearing gifts full of promises, discoveries of light
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| Said me many reasons why my merry tale
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| Could be justified and just both together entwined
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| I tell you a reason, he said, «Bless you, you fool, you fool»
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| You want «so belief,» yet you want so much more," you seeker
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| Now I see you’re baffled, yet again you administer fear
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| Of the unexpected, you don’t know the score
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| Everywhere you look you release parts of your senses
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| And everywhere there’s purpose in answer to all your dreams
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| I can hear you saying what a dreamer, what a fool to life
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| Isn’t it a pity that he won’t come back to earth
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| Haven’t you imagination, and is it not available
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| How you can be sooner or later than your thinking
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| Haven’t you imagination and is it so impossible
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| That you ask of everything so your eyes can see clearly
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| So in an instant your story bound
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| A desert, the underground, on mountains high
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| A glacier, the heat of the day
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| City jungle, the sky at night
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| In space on a starry night
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| An atmosphere impossible
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| So you never really care
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| So we talk about the strength of dreams
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| And we talked at length of every dream
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| And we talked about the strength of dreams
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| And we talked about the strength of dreaming
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| In the meeting place I sit beside, betwixt the points of heaven
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| I befell a friendly atmosphere revolving around seven
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| Oh, that number mystified my soul and captured within feelings
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| Those of doubt and understanding, hand to hand they set me reeling
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| In the seventh dream to stand alone
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| But not without the strength of love
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| To guide our way, everyday
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| Oh, the seventh dream, your smile can bring
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| Love on and on and time will flow forever clear
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| The seventh dream standing so near
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| And very soon we’ll walk with love
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| Love that I can sing to you, you, you
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| Is it this time of day that makes me realise
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| The sun is coming out to shine again tomorrow, tomorrow
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| Is it this time of day that gives you hope
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| Is it this time of times that comes between the light
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| Are there so many dreamers in this life between a moment’s time
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| And the stairways of love, the starlight, the starlight
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| Telling me that there’s something else to cling on to, cling on to |