| Twinkle, twinkle little star
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| How I wonder what you are
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| Up above the world so high
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| Like a diamond in the sky
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| Twinkle, twinkle little star
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| How I wonder what you are…
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| Do you ever get the feeling
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| That we might be dealing with a Parallel Universe
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| Where the floor is just the ceiling
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| Of an equally appealing Parallel Universe
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| Lately I’ve been wondering
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| If lightening follows thunder in a Parallel Universe
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| First the boom and then the flash
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| In an alternatively fashioned Parallel Universe
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| Though our lives may feel most comfortable to us
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| There may be aliens looking right through us
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| They may not even care
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| They might be standing there
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| Totally unaware too (ooh)
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| What if nights are really days
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| hey, you can call me crazy in a Parallel Universe
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| Where the end is the beginning
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| Of a counter-clockwise spinning Parallel Universe
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| My friends are objecting
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| To my spending time reflecting on this Parallel Universe
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| They all say I’m paranoid
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| But I don’t think we can avoid
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| The possibility of being first
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| To find a Parallel Universe
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| Twinkle, twinkle little star
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| How I wonder what you are… |