| I’ve hit the earth a hundred times
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| And still I haven’t found the right to live with myself and do it without fright
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| We live the moment out all day
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| We touch the vibe and give it space
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| But still we dance in abstract loss of grace
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| And if you believe in something
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| Even if your feeling nothing
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| Everyone of us are trying so hard to get by
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| And everyone of us are stranded 72.5
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| And I look into your eyes for one last time
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| And I look into your eyes because your mine
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| Your ghostly dress your pirouettes
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| Your face like pearl all luminous
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| The number on your wrist a 666
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| As tower’s bend and stars burn out
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| And churches fall without a doubt
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| I need you here beside me paramount
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| And if you can believe in something
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| Even if you’re feeling nothing
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| And everyone of us are trying so hard to get by
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| And everyone of us are stranded 72.5
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| And I look into your eyes before I die
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| And I look into your eyes because your mine
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| Because your mine… |