| Let’s just stay in this spot for a while
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| Quite with the Sun at our backs
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| As it ceases to bathe us
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| A panorama of cyan
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| And these senses enfolding the heart
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| Slow as a flood of blue magma
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| And deceiving the morning into night
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| Spaces entwining with time
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| And running far away
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| And then I fled the world
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| And then I failed the world
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| An unrepentant world
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| Here in a cinema of flowing time (of tomorrow)
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| You gave me kisses of breeze and sky
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| Sooner or later I’m coming back
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| Finding all the things I forgot
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| And reason why I got lost in this fog
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| And running far away
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| And then I fled the world
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| And then I fled the world
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| And then I failed the world
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| And I’ll stay till the morning will come |