| My head and your hands pointing at the sky
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| Whispers break the silence overnight
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| A sky full of diamonds, could spend a lifetime naming them all
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| Instead I’ll be rising, perfectly timing, ready to fall
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| 'Cause we are the Earth, they are the moon
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| You are the sunlight in the room
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| Over the ocean, it’s overflowing
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| Colors of blue
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| 'Cause we are the Earth, they are the moon
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| You are the sunlight in the room
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| Over the ocean, it’s overflowing
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| Colors of blue
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| But you make it golden
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| Yeah, you make it golden
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| Yeah, you make it golden
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| Yeah, you make it golden
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| Yeah, you make it golden
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| Used to hide away from storms and the dark
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| But now I’m not afraid
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| 'Cause the lightning strikes — my favorite part
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| Mind for the sirens, that I spend a lifetime switching them off
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| Putting out fires, but now there is silence, here at the top
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| 'Cause we are the Earth, they are the moon
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| You are the sunlight in the room
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| Over the ocean, it’s overflowing
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| Colors of blue
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| 'Cause we are the Earth, they are the moon
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| You are the sunlight in the room
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| Over the ocean, it’s overflowing
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| Colors of blue
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| But you make it golden
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| Yeah, you make it golden
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| Yeah, you make it golden
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| (You make it golden)
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| Yeah, you make it golden
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| Yeah, you make it golden |