| So it was that everything
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| That went to make up everything
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| Was wrapped up tight inside a grain
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| Of great insistence
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| Then someone gave the great command
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| All things paired off for the dance
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| The great to small the small to grand
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| Down to this instant
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| Ooh!
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| The hawk around the field mouse
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| The love around a lover’s mouth
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| I find my mind in settling down
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| In circuits round you
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| The angels 'round their crowded pins
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| The amber-waved electrons spin
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| In planetary transits
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| Round the ones they’re bound to Ooh!
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| Who do you circle round
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| Who is it circles round you
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| Is it circles round you?
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| Who is it circles round you
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| Do you circle round who
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| It is circles round you?
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| The ghost around the one it haunts
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| The want around the thing that wants
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| The way the mind just wanders off and then returns to The thought around the second thought
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| Love or gravity or law
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| Whatever name it’s got it’s got me Circling round you
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| The guess around the second guess
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| The hornet round the hornet’s nest
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| The wheel time the wheel fate
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| The light that bends itself through space
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| The light that with it carries time
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| Which also bends in the same line
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| Relative to point of view
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| So when I catch a glimpse of you
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| Every time you come around
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| The room lights up And time slow tooooooooooooo! |