| There is something in the weather coming
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| It’s the spring time floating on upon the city
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| I won’t blow it but (won't blow it but)
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| I will leave this town by the weekend if you
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| Buy me a ticket out to save my money for
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| The dark days (money for the dark)
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| I will travel through the seas until the summer voices of
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| The fire noises of the burning witches
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| Call me home
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| And I will find the strength to give up all
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| The things I’m made up of, the things I’m made up of
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| The leaves are tied up on my arms
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| And I miss that comfort in being trusted by
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| The king and the princess
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| The king and the princess
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| The king and the princess
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| The king and the princess
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| The lights and the flashes
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| Clock and the masses
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| Stars and the watches
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| Dying species
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| I might float for a second through the shadows of my reason
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| For my own, my own children on the rainbow above the ocean
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| I might float for a second through the shadows of my reason
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| For my own, my own children on the rainbow above the ocean
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| (There is something in the weather coming
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| It’s the spring time floating on upon the city.)
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| I might float for a second through the shadows of my reason
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| For my own, my own children on the rainbow above the ocean |