| At a crossroads in a forest made of rope
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| And hung with hope and you
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| Don’t know which way you should turn
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| And the tin man and the lion are lost too
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| The dream-life of us must trust the universe
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| And not push search
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| Toe the line
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| Now its time for liberation
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| Don’t despair, there’s plenty of air and not no wind
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| The circus net would catch you if your plummet weren’t immortal
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| You’re a raindrop drifting south towards the child’s mouth
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| You’re free-falling (free-falling)
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| Without a landing
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| The matrix swallows you in
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| Let it begin, woah
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| Jump now, let’s go
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| Watch the sand through the hourglass
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| Oh it moves so fast
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| Don’t fear the fuhror
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| Fear the absence of time and loss
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| There’s a place for you in sunset limbo
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| On a beach in space through the crashing wave
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| Feel the epic rain
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| And the risk feel the rocket ship to base camp
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| Don’t despair, there’s plenty of air and not no wind
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| The circus net would catch you if your plummet weren’t immortal
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| You’re a raindrop drifting south toward the child’s mouth
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| You’re free-falling (free-falling)
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| Without a landing
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| The matrix swallows you in
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| Let it begin, woah
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| Jump now, let’s go
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| I’ll tuck you in to the tide of terror
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| Deep breath and go under now
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| Feel the weightlessness of error
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| Cartwheel in what you have found
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| You’re free-falling (free-falling)
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| Without a landing
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| The matrix swallows you in
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| Let it begin, woah
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| Jump now, let’s go
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| You’re free-falling (free-falling)
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| Without a landing
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| The matrix swallows you in
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| Let it begin, woah
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| Jump now, let’s go |