| Architects of the world
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| I walk your streets and live in your towns
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| Temporarily, architects of the world
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| You’ve served us well until now
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| But soon we’ll be, we’ll be on our own
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| And I’ll sleep, sleep in your nova heart
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| As things come apart
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| I’ll hide, hide in your nova heart
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| At ease with the thought
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| That this nova won’t burn out, oh-oh
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| Gentlemen of the world
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| I read your books and look at your art
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| Hesitantly, gentlemen of the world
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| You want to educate our young
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| But soon they’ll be, they’ll be on their own
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| And I’ll sleep, sleep in your nova heart
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| At ease with the thought
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| That this nova won’t burn out, oh-oh
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| And I’ll sleep, sleep in your nova heart
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| As things come apart
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| I’ll hide, hide in your nova heart
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| At ease with my thoughts
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| And I’ll sleep, sleep in your nova heart
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| As things come apart
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| And I’ll rest, rest in your nova heart
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| At ease with the thought
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| That this nova won’t burn out, oh-oh, oh-oh |