| I know it was the wind that kept your door closed
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| The echo of another time, an age of beauty
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| She lived in the future, she lived in the past
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| She gave it all to me, she gave it all to me
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| Travel by thought
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| Don’t think I’ve forgotten the thoughts of your room
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| It told unlikely tales, an age of beauty
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| Some nights I walk through the heat to your street
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| I lose my bearings, but I can see clearly
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| Travel by thought
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| Where do you want to go?
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| Imagine the feeling before that last jump
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| Come back to mother earth, an age of beauty
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| Oh you just can’t define, the sad things in your mind
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| Just give them all to me
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| Travel by thought
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| Who do you want?
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| What do you want?
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| How do you want it?
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| Why do you want to go?
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| Anywhere that ignorant
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| Travel by thought
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| Who do you want?
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| Where do you want to go?
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| Don’t think I’ve forgotten
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| The stranger’s arms
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| That scares the bird that carries home dinner
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| Into the eggshell arms of the eggshell earth
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| Don’t think I’ve forgotten
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| Don’t think I’ll keep that promise
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| Don’t think I’ve forgotten
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| Travel by thought
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| Intercontinental intelligence |