| The days that are met with only-ness
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| Aid and abet this loneliness
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| The days that are met with only-ness
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| Aid and abet this loneliness
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| The days that are met with only-ness
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| Aid and abet this loneliness
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| The days that are met with only-ness
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| Aid and abet this loneliness
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| Tonight’s the night, the wheels are turning
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| The signal flows, I try to keep the home fires burning
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| That was my stop, but the subway kept going
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| Nothing to lose when Mercury’s showing
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| The days that are met with only-ness
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| Aid and abet this loneliness
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| The days that are met with only-ness
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| Aid and abet this loneliness
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| The moments are mine, if I can just seize the day
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| But then I forget what it is that I meant to say
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| I try to hold on but never too tight
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| The hours go by till Mercury comes out at night
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| Staring up at the great machine
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| That never began and will never end
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| From the silver star-lit tapestry
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| I see countless eyes staring back at me
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| Venus in steel, the unbreakable net
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| Venus in steel, the unbreakable net
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| The trail of lilies and violets ends
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| Trapped in steel, the unbreakable net
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| And the rivers run deep
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| Like a quicksilver stream
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| With wings on your feet
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| Your day is longer than your year
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| I look up at the night sky
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| For a moment I can see
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| The rivers run deep
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| Your day is longer than your year
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| The lies they feed to me
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| Are as edible as mercury
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| The rivers run deep
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| Your day is longer than your year
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| The Water-Star is singing
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| Its silver melody
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| The rivers run deep
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| Your day is longer than your year
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| Your day is longer than your year
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| The tomb of the red queen is painted in vermilion
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| Painted in vermilion
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| Painted in vermilion
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| Painted in vermilion
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| The tomb of the red queen is painted in vermilion
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| Painted in vermilion
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| It’s painted in vermilion
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| It’s painted in vermilion
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| The net’s unbreakable
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| Don’t worry about falling
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| The voice that you ignore
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| Might be your future calling
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| A lone word tossed about
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| Like a bottle in the sea
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| But together we ascend
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| And only then escape this gravity
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| The net’s unbreakable
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| Don’t worry about falling
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| The net’s unbreakable
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| Don’t worry about falling
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| The net’s unbreakable
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| Don’t worry about falling
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| The net’s unbreakable
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| Don’t worry about falling
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| The net’s unbreakable |