| So goodnight my dear
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| Hope you’re feeling well
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| Hope you’re feeling very clear
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| In this song and rhyme
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| Thoughts of changes that
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| Keep ourselves intact
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| And yes
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| It’s hard to fake but I’m faltering
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| In the steps I’m about to take
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| I am sure it’s true
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| What is all for me is much the same to you
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| If all the statues in the world
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| Would turn to flesh with teeth of pearl
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| Would they be kind enough to comfort me The setting sun is set in stone
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| And it remains for me alone
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| To carve my own and set it free
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| So we wait and see
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| How this backward chapter reads
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| In verse inadvertently
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| And it feels like fading light
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| But that’s all that’s left
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| Only what’s left is right
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| If all the statues in the world
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| Would turn to flesh with teeth of pearl
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| Would they be kind enough to comfort me The setting sun is set in stone
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| And it remains for me alone
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| To carve my own and set it free
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| Jumping from a balloon
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| A carried aloft by a parachute in June
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| Twisting round and round
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| Well I hope the ground is what you find
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| The setting sun is set in stone
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| And it remains for me alone
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| To carve my own and set it free |