| When I was fourteen
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| I thought you could save me
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| Thought there were no maybes
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| Believed everything
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| One day, when I am young I’ll see
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| Rows of mountains fall away in evergreen
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| Shrouded in the mist, the mystery
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| Conform to every living thing
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| One day, when you are young you’ll see
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| When we were just lambs
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| We thought we’d never be the sheep
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| Walked tight circles 'round broke-necked birds
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| Falling from the trees
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| Shrouded in the mist, the mystery
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| Connects us to each lying thing
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| One day, when we are young we’ll see
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| Way down to the center of the earth
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| And way out to the edge of the universe
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| (And what you need’s not what you believe)
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| Your body is, your body is the world
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| (I'm gonna fade out now, goodbye)
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| Your body is, your body is the world
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| But all around, there is no other
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| Find out your body is the world
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| (I'm gonna fade out now, goodbye)
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| Your body is, your body is the world |