| Don’t you see there’s just one way
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| There’s just one second, there’s just one day,
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| Right before your very eyes:
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| This very moment is coming alive.
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| They’re playing the tune of the madman’s song
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| It’s not too short and it’s not too long,
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| It’s not in tune, but that’s quite alright.
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| You can go on all day.
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| You can go on all night.
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| They seem to be saying, whatever they please:
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| Unrepeatable things with unthinkable ease.
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| They’re saying the first thing that comes in their mind,
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| I’ve never seen anything at all of its kind.
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| We’ve lost track of time, and we’re moving as one,
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| Colours get brighter than the sun,
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| There’s not much space but the moving is free,
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| There’s not much time and still so much to see.
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| They’re playing the tune of the madman’s song
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| It’s not too short and it’s not too long,
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| It’s not in tune, but that’s quite alright.
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| You can go on all day.
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| You can go on all night.
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| There was no beginning, there can be no end,
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| We’re moving like crazies again and again,
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| There’s something unreal in the way that we move
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| I’m losing my balance, I can’t find my shoe.
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| The music is turning around and around,
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| The walls are all spinning I can’t see the ground
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| I’m floating through space, I’m up in the air,
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| I’m up on the ceiling, I’m everywhere. |