| Pepper the skies with stars
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| Light up our future and its dark unknown path
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| It’s a lot like love
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| We colour in the shapes
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| It’s a lot like life
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| We finesse mistakes
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| A heart-shaped year
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| Where all that glitters is not quite as it seems
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| Like a scurvy pirate whose treasures
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| Will drown with him at sea
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| I am humbled, I am humbled
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| By the man who dares to dream
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| It’s a heart-shaped year, it’s a heart-shaped year
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| I hope we reach our dreams
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| Will we find fortunes son
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| Or will it flicker like a flash of a future gun
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| It’s a lot like lust
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| We blur and fuzzy the shapes
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| It’s a lot like trust
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| We’re bound to make mistakes
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| A heart-shaped year
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| Where we’ll get drunk on make believe and fantasy
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| Like a poem that sucks us in, to a world of joy and glee
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| I am honest, I am honest
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| When I say that I believe
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| In this heart-shaped year, in this heart-shaped year
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| I know we’ll reach our dreams
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| A heart-shaped year |