| Everywhere. |
| .. everywhere, there is something to believe in Everyone, and his brother, has a massage for me somewhere
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| I believe. |
| .. in the cry of little children
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| There’s a thorn in my side, that makes me want to free them
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| There’s a cry there’s a cry. |
| .. cry off in the distance
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| Of a long, long, long breakdown. |
| ..
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| There’s a light in the tower, there to guide us through
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| The long night
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| Through the long night when we’re dreaming
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| Under blankets of deception
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| In the darkness, undercover we may bump into each other
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| In the darkness, undercover, looking for a new direction
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| We may wander, we may wander in geometric patterns
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| In a long, long, long, long, breakdown. |
| ..
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| Underwater, underwater, I will meet you underwater
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| I will find you, I will find you, in the deep & quiet water
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| In the ocean, in the ocean, we will bask in all its glory
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| In the peaceful quiet water, I will tell you all a story
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| Of a long, long, long, long, breakdown |