| Our tightrope king, the queen of prayers
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| Will see you now
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| They used to sing, we’re almost there
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| Just walk on the clouds
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| Keep on dreaming when the winter comes
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| And let the fall go on and on
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| I know you’re looking for a rule of thumb
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| But what is gone is gone is gone
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| Why walk in your own shadow
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| You’ll be stumbling in the light
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| And days might run in circles
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| But the stars are always bright
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| Our tightrope king, the queen of prayers
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| Will see you now
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| They used to sing, we’re almost there
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| Just walk on the clouds
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| Men are queueing for a vacancy
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| Your song won’t make them go away
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| I should be dancing but i need some sleep
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| Been yawning day by day by day
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| Why talk if what you’re saying
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| Never really leaves a mark
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| So watch out for any signs and
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| Do be grateful for the dark (but mind the sharks)
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| Our tightrope king, the queen of prayers
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| Will see you now
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| They used to sing, we’re almost there
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| Just walk on the clouds
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| You’ve got to start, yeah, and over again
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| Just to get to the middle and on to the end
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| And you never explain, you never repeat
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| There’s no such thing as a genius, no such thing as defeat
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| Just remember to always go walking, on foot
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| Don’t forget to take walks, because walking is good
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| Don’t look into your head, just keep sharpening your tools
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| And don’t think about your soul, rather live where the fools
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| Are, and work, make some money, then go spend it all
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| Pull a boat across a mountain, where the mountain is tall
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| You go wild you get lost, you can always go faster
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| But you must be a servant if you want to be a master |