| There’s nothing more beautiful right now
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| Than the thought of sound
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| It wakes you in the morning; |
| it walks you in the night
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| When no one’s around;
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| It keeps you company when no one can figure you out
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| This sound of pure emotion gets up from the ground
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| You are free from the loneliness
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| You are free as a sunset
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| You are free from your hopelessness
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| You are free like a thought of sound
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| There’s nothing, really nothing more beautiful
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| Than the thought of sound
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| It wakes you in the morning; |
| it walks you in the night
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| When no one’s around;
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| It keeps you company when no one can figure you out
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| This sound of pure emotion gets up from the ground
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| You are free from the loneliness (you are)
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| You are free as a sunset (you are)
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| You are free from your hopelessness (you are)
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| You are free like a thought of sound (you are)
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| All that is broken,
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| All that is kind
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| All that was wrong in your delicate eyes
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| You are free!
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| You are free from the loneliness (you are)
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| You are free as a sunset (you are)
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| You are free from your hopelessness (you are)
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| You are free like a thought of sound (you are) |