| I hear the bells I hear the wind
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| I hear a song in my heart again
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| In the tenderness moves all things
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| Like a poltergeist in the streets
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| It’s a silly rush that I used to get
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| Singing Billie or reading Vonnegut
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| I could teleport to the stars
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| Kinda strange that I’m all alone
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| Cause you really hold me down like that
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| Cause you really know what’s down like that
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| Like the universe is singing a song (hoo, hoo, hoo)
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| Do you feel it when you write like that?
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| Do you feel it cause you’re down like that?
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| Like the universe is singing a song (hoo, hoo, hoo)
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| It’s just a story though
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| Is it a story though?
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| I can’t tell if it happened cause it felt impossible
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| Don’t know whether it was real or a dream
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| Imagination playing tricks on me Now tell me what you know
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| Is this a story or An allegory for the racket knocking at my door?
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| What’s the difference if it’s real or a dream?
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| Imagination playing tricks on me What’s the difference in my love or scheme?
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| The difference in what you say what you mean?
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| What you mean you don’t really know?
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| I’m losing touch with the physical
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| I’m showing up in the future like I’ve been here before
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| Ain’t that a story though?
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| Like you ain’t even know
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| Somebody switching the digits up on my Casio
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| Don’t know whether this is real or a dream
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| Imagination playing tricks on me |