| I, who knew nothing of hate and love
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| I was quick to learn
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| How is it that the heart bursts
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| How my heart bursts
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| And then away, scattered in the air, it floats and the source of my troubles goes
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| But no, you don't see how it goes down
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| No, you don't see how it falls down
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| It is not stardust, it is not snow, no, it is not Jesus
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| No, you don't see how it goes down
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| No, you don't see how it falls down
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| It is not stardust, it is not snow, no, it is not Jesus
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| I, who did not believe at all to breathe after
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| Even now that explosion in the chest dazzles me
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| That never makes noise
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| But no, you don't see how it goes down
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| No, you don't see how it falls down
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| It is not stardust, it is not snow, no, it is not Jesus
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| No, you don't see how it goes down
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| No, you don't see how it falls down
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| It is not stardust, it is not snow, no, it is not Jesus
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| With eyes up, a big applause flew into the air
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| And what a fear if it falls to the ground
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| No, it exploded earlier
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| I have a heart that has pointed to the stars
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| I have a heart that has pointed to the stars
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| Yet I live under this skin
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| But no, you don't see how it goes down
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| No, you don't see how it falls down
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| It is not stardust, it is not snow, no, it is not Jesus
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| No, you don't see how it goes down
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| No, you don't see how it falls down
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| It is not stardust, it is not snow, no, it is not Jesus |