| Someday we’ll find a home,
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| (I found the way out, but if I told you you’d be down)
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| Someday we’ll find a lonely, lonely home
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| Where we’ll pass time, where we’ll bring change,
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| Where we’ll bring change, change, change, change.
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| Lips likely loose and pouring out film lines.
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| Lips likely loose and pouring out film lines.
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| A roaring flow abounds a warmth and joy that holds you,
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| Open and apart in steps that never move.
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| A roaring flow abounds a warmth and joy that holds you,
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| Open and apart in steps that never move.
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| So children come in,
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| Find a seat, we made your room.
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| So children come in,
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| Find a seat we made you’re sure to use.
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| Lengths of snakes match each silent syllable,
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| With eyes like these.
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| Hello, you missed the sparrow’s mark.
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| A breath of rockets shone like torches,
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| A breath of rockets shone like torches,
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| Boss, we got a problem, the people will not listen
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| Their ears are full of cranks, bells, pully’s, wheels, and bolts.
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| Automated fiction with film on the eyes
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| And the doctors claim they’ll never form, you’ll never see again.
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| So children come in,
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| Find a seat, we made your room.
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| So children come in,
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| Find a seat we made you’re sure to use.
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| Lengths of snakes match each silent syllable,
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| With eyes like these.
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| Hello, you missed the sparrow’s mark.
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| A breath of rockets shone like torches,
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| (I found the way out…)
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| A breath of rockets shone like torches.
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| Hello, hello…
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| Lengths of snakes match each silent syllable,
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| (I found the way out…)
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| With eyes like these.
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| (I found the way out…)
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| Hello, hello…
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| A breath of rockets shone like torches.
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| A breath of rockets shone like torches.
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| (I found the way out… The way out.)
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| A roaring flow abounds a warmth and joy that holds you,
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| Open and apart in steps that never move.
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| A roaring flow abounds a warmth and joy that holds you,
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| Open and apart in steps that never move.
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| A roaring flow abounds a warmth and joy that holds you,
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| Open and apart in steps that never move.
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| A roaring flow abounds a warmth and joy that holds you,
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| Open and apart in steps that never move. |