| I can only imagine the day that they said
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| No, the world isn’t flat it’s a circle instead
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| You can run to wherever you want to now
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| And those dizzy stargazers
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| Who dreamed of the black, kept their heads in the clouds and they
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| Never looked back, they kept wandering
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| And never did they look down
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| Charting Neptune by the fire of the sun
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| Kept looking for new constellations
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| New constellations
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| There’s no walls and no ceilings as far as I know
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| Just the echoes of scars and the unbeaten road
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| Trip the gun on cautions that I’ve been sold
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| 'Cause it’s hard to believe that it’s wrong
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| To want more than the truest of blue and a love like a roar
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| I will run to wherever I want to go
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| Oh, charting Neptune by the fire of the sun
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| I’m looking for new constellations
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| New constellations
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| So keep calling me crazy 'cause I never learned
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| You should stop loving fire because you got burned
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| Now it feels like I’m living some sick dÃ(c)jà vu
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| Like the answers were there when I stared into you
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| Child of Neptune, I’m the daughter of the sun
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| Keep showing me new constellations
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| New constellations
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| You can run, you can run
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| You can run if you want to, if you want to, you know you can run
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| You can run
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| You can run if you want to, if you want to, you know you can run
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| You can run
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| You can run if you want to, if you want to, you know you can run
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| You can run
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| You can run if you want to, if you want to, you know you can run
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| What if there’s more?
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| What if there’s more?
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| What if there’s more?
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| Oh, what if there’s more?
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| What if I need just a little bit more? |