| I lay in the forest amongst the butterflies and the fireflies
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| And the burning horses and the flaming trees
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| As a spiral of children climb up to the sun
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| Waving goodbye to you and goodbye to me
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| As the past pulls away and the future begins
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| I say goodbye to all that as the future rolls in
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| Like a wave, like a wave
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| And the past, with its savage undertow, lets go
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| Come on, everyone, come on, everyone
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| A spiral of children climbs up to the sun
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| To the sun, to the sun, and on each golden rung
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| A spiral of children climbs up to the sun
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| And a man called Jesus, He promised He would leave us
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| With a word that would light up the night, oh, the night
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| But the stars hang from threads and blink off one by one
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| And it isn’t any fun, no, it isn’t any fun
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| To be standing here alone with nowhere to be
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| With a man mad with grief and on each side a thief
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| And everybody hanging from a tree, from a tree
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| And everybody hanging from a tree
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| Come on, everyone, come on, everyone
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| A spiral of children climbs up to the sun
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| To the sun, to the sun, taking everyone
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| A spiral of children climbs up to the sun
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| There is nothing more valuable than beauty, they say
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| There is nothing more valuable than love
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| And I lie amongst the leaves and the burning trees
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| And the fields of smoke and the black butterflies
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| And the screaming horses and your bright green eyes, so beautiful
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| Ah, your bright green eyes, so beautiful
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| I am here beside you
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| Look for me in the sun
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| I am beside you, I am within
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| In the sunshine, in the sun |