| All the others must be wrong
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| But now we can’t decide
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| And every muscle must be torn
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| at this time
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| I would call you up and tell you 'bout the things that we would laugh about
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| I’m the king of cool and you’re an acrobat
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| Without any power to control
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| All of nature’s on a roll when we are gone
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| All the others must be wrong
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| But now we can’t decide
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| And every muscle must be torn
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| We’re gonna be alright
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| And we’ll always be if we inside
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| We can’t always sleep but if we choose to stay
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| Nature can’t be forced to play
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| The idea wasn’t all mine
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| When we used to talk our thoughts used to combine
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| Your melody was soft and inexpected
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| And endlessly awaited
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| Any apathy in my mind
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| I would call you up and tell you 'bout the things that I don’t understand
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| How I’m the king of cool and you’re an acrobat
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| Without any power to control
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| All of nature’s on a roll when we are gone
|
| All the others must be wrong
|
| But now we can’t decide
|
| And every muscle must be torn
|
| We’re gonna be alright
|
| And we’ll always be if we inside
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| We can’t always see but if we choose to stay
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| Nature can’t be forced to play
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| We’re gonna be alright
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| And we’ll always be if we inside
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| We can’t always sleep but if we choose to stay
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| Nature can’t be forced to play |