| Fifteen feet above the ground
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| But still on the floor, we levitate
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| Endless hope below, my friend
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| Cut down to our souls, nobody wait
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| Swimming pools of lather lands
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| Freedom on the house, what’s done is done
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| Sunshine in a clouded room
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| Magic tambourines go on and on
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| We’re all in here
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| In a world that survives with the violence alive
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| Why come up there? |
| Why come up there?
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| To the rivers that run through a sea that is one
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| We’re all in here
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| Morning sun won’t catch us here
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| It just has to wait, that’s how it is
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| We don’t need no corridors
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| No one’s watching us, here comes the kiss
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| Now let’s make the plan spin
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| Faster than it can, go round and round
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| Shaking up 'till don’t pull in
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| What a perfect ride we all have found
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| We’re all in here
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| We’re all in here
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| We’re all in here
|
| In a world that survives with the violence alive
|
| Why come up there? |
| Why come up there?
|
| To the rivers that run through a sea that is one
|
| We’re all in here
|
| We’re all in here
|
| In a world that survives with the violence alive
|
| Why come up there? |
| Why come up there?
|
| To the rivers that run through a sea that is one
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| We’re all in here
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| We’re all in here |