| With their wings flung the choir sung their final song today
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| As the doors appear to clear the space in which she lay
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| She’ll collapse, she’ll collapse as the amber sisters softly say
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| I’ll correlate the blue, the green and blue, the green for you
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| I’ll correlate the blue, the green and blue, the green for you
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| Pulling on my weight a thousand sirens took their time
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| Where the wayside came out in front of wild and squalling signs
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| I went into a state inside of thought and wandering mind
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| He’ll relax, he’ll relax as the amber sisters twist and whine
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| And I cry
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| I’ll correlate the blue, the green and blue, the green for you
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| I’ll correlate the blue, the green and blue, the green for you
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| I’ll correlate the blue, the green and blue, the green for you
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| Oh, I’ll correlate the blue, the green and blue, the green and blue
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| The green and blue, the green and blue for you
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| I felt you
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| I felt you
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| I felt you
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| I’ll correlate the blue, the green and blue, the green for you
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| I’ll correlate the blue, the green and blue, the green for you
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| I’ll correlate the blue, the green and blue, the green for you
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| I’ll correlate the blue, the green and blue, the green for you |