| I painted a picture, of a day gone past
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| An ancient scripture, a house of glass
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| People looking through the window
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| Never knowing what they’d find
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| When they couldn’t see me I locked the door, left them behind
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| The sky will tell me… I’m not the only one
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| And the sky will tell me… I must believe the sun
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| I shut my eyes, to not go blind
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| Things I can’t see, I see in my mind
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| Oh now the passing clouds of rain
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| Have surely passed us by Poor is the man
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| That believes his own lie
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| And the sky will tell me
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| I’m not the only one
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| And the sky will tell me I must believe the sun
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| And the sky will tell me Long may you run
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| And the sky will tell me I must believe the sun
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| (Yeah)
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| If I was wrong judge… me by name
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| I simplify… one and the same
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| And the sky will tell me
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| (and the sky will tell me)
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| I’m not the only one
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| (I'm not the only one)
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| And the sky will tell me
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| (and the sky will tell me)
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| I must believe the sun
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| (I must believe the sun)
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| And the sky will tell me
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| (and the sky will tell me)
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| Long may you run
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| (long may you run)
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| And the sky will tell me
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| (and the sky will tell me)
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| I must believe… (I must believe) the sun
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| (Yeah) |