| Lillian
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| I raise my gaze as I greet you
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| From ashes risen, a world new
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| With eyes wide shut I finally see
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| my new playground, or so it seems
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| Odessa
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| We welcome you cheerfully
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| to our land of harmony
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| Choir
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| She has found the escape
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| All
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| Happiness can be found
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| where dark skies surround
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| where the water’s as black as can be
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| Close your eyes and see:
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| goats play the violin
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| revealing all their secrets to thee
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| Lillian
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| Why stay in a reality
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| surrounded by war and uncertainty?
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| I’d rather sail the skies of absurdity
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| Over misty mountains where northern winds blow
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| to the Fallen Angels Valley where I belong
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| to where the last drop of blood of the suffering earth
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| will fall
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| All
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| Happiness can be found
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| where dark skies surround
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| where the water’s as black as can be
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| Close your eyes and see:
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| goats play the violin
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| revealing all their secrets to thee
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| Look around, you have found
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| where dark skies surround
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| where the water’s as black as can be
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| Close your eyes and see:
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| goats play the violin
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| revealing all their secrets to thee
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| Patrick
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| Here, step into our realm, have a peek of what can be
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| Maybe you could have it all, live the dream eternally
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| All
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| A dwarf that’s writing a score (Writing a score)
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| Painting it to the skyshore (To the skyshore)
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| A monstrous orchestra with a colossal choir
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| Dancing to the notes that I write (Notes you write)
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| A world sized hall that will rise (It will rise)
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| Conductor on a cloud chair, screaming for
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| more and more |