| As far as you take me
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| That’s where I believe
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| The realm of soft delusions
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| Floating on the leaves
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| On a distant shoreline
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| She waves her arms to me
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| As all the thought police
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| Are closing in for sleep
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| The dilly dally
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| Of my bright lit stay
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| The steam of my misfortunes
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| Has given me the power to be afraid
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| And in my mind I’m everyone
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| And in my mind
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| Without a care in this whole world
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| Without a care in this whole world
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| Without a care in this life
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| It’s what you take that makes it right
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| Porcelina of the oceans blue
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| Porcelina
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| Porcelina
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| In the slipstream
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| Of thoughtless thoughts
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| The light of all that’s good
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| The light of all that’s true
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| To the fringes gladly
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| I walk unadorned
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| With gods and their creations
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| With filth and disease
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| Porcelina
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| She waits for me there
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| With seashell hissing lullabyes
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| And whispers fathomed deep inside my own
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| Hidden thoughts and alibis
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| My secret thoughts come alive
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| Without a care in this whole world
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| Without a care in this whole world
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| Without a care in this life
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| It’s what you take that makes it right
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| And in my mind I’m everyone
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| In my mind I’m everyone
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| In my mind I’m everyone of you
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| You make it right
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| It’s all alright
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| You make it right
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| Porcelina of the oceans blue
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| Porcelina of the oceans blue |