| She’s a lover, astral hoodlum, tagging the sky
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| a swirling and elusive question. |
| why?
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| hips unwinding, eyes beguiling
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| locked to the beat
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| A seismic movement felt under my feet
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| The brighter the fire, the darker the shadow
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| the pull of desire, and the push of the seedling to break through and grow
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| Hey, I do remember
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| and it came with an extraordinary high.
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| I said, hey, I do remember
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| and it came with an extraordinary high.
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| Extraordinary high.
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| Falling headlong, wrapped in colors,
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| numb to the breeze
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| swimming on the human mind trapeze
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| body pulsing, sound elixirs, drawn to the peak
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| and questions are only for those who seek
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| The brighter the fire,
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| the darker the shadow
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| the pull of desire,
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| and the push of the seedling to break through the snow
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| Hey, I do remember and it came with an extraordinary high.
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| Hey, I do remember and it came with an extraordinary high.
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| Hey, I do remember and it came with an extraordinary high.
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| Hey, I do remember and it came with an extraordinary high.
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| Hey, I do remember and it came with an extraordinary high.
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| Hey, I do remember and it came with an extraordinary high.
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| Hey, I do remember and it came with an extraordinary high. |