| There when the world was young
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| I saw the echoed inlets overlaid
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| (And superimposed on every Seventh Age)
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| In space inside the cave
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| My echo in your voice begins Side A
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| (Your shape in my hand, and in my hand you sway)
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| You sway, you sway
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| You wave in tidelines
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| Always inside my mind
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| There on Caldera where
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| I saw the stone begin to spin midair
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| (Your eyes search for me, and I am always there)
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| I caught the stone in hand
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| But it was vanished into caverns vast
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| (and unknown and low, Have I been in that land?)
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| You sway, you sway
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| You wave in tidelines
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| Always inside my mind
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| You sway, you sway
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| You wave in tidelines
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| Always inside my mind
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| (You sway, you sway
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| You wave in tidelines
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| Always inside my mind) |