| A Beautiful mind, turned water into wine
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| But that’s not all
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| Broke the water, shined through
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| Shaped the earth, created the colder life
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| Radiated with energy, the great boat of life
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| The spark
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| Sparkling through the dark night
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| Then walked
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| And took forever without a thing in sight
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| Didn’t hear a sound to the first «treat»
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| «Deaf to the ocean swelled» washed up a miracle
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| A Beautiful yours, a beautiful mine
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| By the grace of fire, out sprouts the land
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| And did desire, footprints in the sand
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| On top of the mountain peak where the man speaks to himself
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| Cursing to them with a start
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| What he felt can’t be described
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| It’s alive
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| Rise with the tide
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| Communicate with all sides, nothing wants to die
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| Buildin' this, build a bridge
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| Build a tower
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| Construct a dam, nigga, ho
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| Build a flower
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| Ultraviolet rays magnified the essence
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| All praise to the presence, one pure thought
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| Taught him the lessons
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| This spread with the first migration of the heads
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| The first wants to flock
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| A beautiful yours, a beautiful mine
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| One’s so enlightened; |
| one’s so divine
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| The planet’s hour line, all devoid of time
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| A beautiful mind
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| They opened up the brain and opened up the heart
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| What is man made of
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| Love from the dark
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| The will to invent the will
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| Work the field, the shield, the intent to kill, the uphill
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| Matter of existence, matter of persistence
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| Matter of distance to search for the mystics
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| Finder of lost souls, teacher of apostles, the mind’s so colossal
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| A beautiful mind
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| A beautiful mind, a beautiful idea
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| One that was right here, blind to the naked eye, tied to a fear
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| Once it was nothing and now it is here
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| A beautiful mind
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| Not accidental, coincidental, experimental
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| A beautiful man, though a touch so gentle
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| A life so simple to spin on the axis to access the temple
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| A beautiful mind
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| A beautiful mind, put fruit on the vine
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| At the same time he made love a crime
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| Mellowed out the strings of all mankind
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| Walked along side you when you was left behind
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| Purified the waters, carved the canyons
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| Fed the families when it was starved and famine
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| Drew the blueprints so everyone had a chance
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| Organized the people and made man advance
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| A beautiful yours, a beautiful mine
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| Something outa nothing
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| Oh, what a far cry
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| More than a hard tribe
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| Pointed out the start guide
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| Made love, made hate
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| Saved sake
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| Nothing left the crate but fate
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| Constructed structures,? |
| a labyrinth
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| Detailed a portrait
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| Healed nations
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| Took blame when no one else was happening
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| Evolved the species, and had patience
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| Wrote the scroll in thousands of languages
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| Came with us to fight against a giant?
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| Created chaos, pervaded destruction
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| Made law and order and then corruption
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| Laid the foundation for all things to stand on
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| Then cleared the ground for the mother ship to land on
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| Sailed across the seas, followed the breeze
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| Cured disease
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| Made poison
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| Settled the fear, took them on the righteous path
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| Gave them the math, and still had the time to laugh
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| What a beautiful mind to have |