| You carry me around
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| Like loose change jingle-jangling
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| At the bottom of your bag
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| You don’t seem to feel it though
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| As you swing down the street
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| Walking that unique birthday-candle glow
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| In broad daylight
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| In broad daylight
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| And you don’t even know
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| The way I love you
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| You never knew power, did you?
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| You thought that power was in a strong arm
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| People pass the laws and gold
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| Tsunamis and mushroom clouds
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| Oh babe that’s nothing
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| You think it’s kind of sweet
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| The stammer and the tremble in my voice
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| But don’t mistake it for weakness
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| Or some kind of incompleteness
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| 'Cause round about now
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| I can feel it tingle-tangling
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| It’s coiled up inside me
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| And it’s ready to blow
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| You never knew power, did you?
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| Thought it fizzed in the overhead lines
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| Burning steel and bone to carbon
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| A Saturn-5 in a vertical climb
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| You never knew power, did you?
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| Thought it roared like Niagara Falls
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| Or melted stone under volcanoes
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| Earthquake, thunder, lightning, storms
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| The way I love you
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| Is something you don’t understand
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| The way I love you
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| Took more than I could imagine, even now
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| You never knew power
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| All the time you felt so strong
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| But now you can’t function
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| Awake or asleep
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| As the meaningless world falls away from your feet
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| And the Universe ceases its light-speed retreat
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| Life was sweet in the meteor shower
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| Of the star-high divine
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| When you sparkled and fell
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| From heaven to hell
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| And ten years grinding by in every hour
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| In every hour
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| I know all about power
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| Listen to the rain
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| You might feel a tremble
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| You might feel it |