| She’d been enchanted by the orator’s burst.
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| Everything beautiful and nothing hurt.
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| Consumed by the color of the myriad mind.
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| We’re stuck repeating till the end of time.
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| Can you see tomorrow? |
| Can you see tomorrow?
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| Red roses, gleam like the ocean.
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| Will you be, tomorrow? |
| Will you be, tomorrow?
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| Black posies, black posies
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| Follow the eyes when you start to sleep.
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| Are you still floating in an endless dream?
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| Reach forward to the infinite vast. |
| Glisten forever in the weightlessness.
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| Can you see tomorrow? |
| Can you see tomorrow?
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| Red roses, gleam like the ocean.
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| Will you be, tomorrow? |
| Will you be, tomorrow?
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| Black posies, black posies… don't go back to her, I beg.
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| Don’t go back to her, my lonely, lonely one.
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| Don’t go back to her, my doubt My dread.
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| Can you see tomorrow? |
| Can you see tomorrow?
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| Red roses, gleam like the ocean.
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| will you be, tomorrow? |
| will you be, tomorrow?
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| Black posies, black posies… don't go back to her, I beg.
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| Don’t go back to her, my lonely, lonely one.
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| Don’t go back to her, my doubt My dread.
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| Don’t go back to her, I beg.
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| Don’t go back to her, my lonely, lonely one.
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| Don’t go back to her, my doubt My dread. |