| Don’t you start to slow down
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| Or the vines will draw you in
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| Don’t run away
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| Because that’s when their games will begin
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| Don’t look, your eyes will betray you
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| Betray you
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| But the stars are shining too bright tonight
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| To remember the forest’s treason
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| Or the ruins that pass us by
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| A false light, a shimmer and a shine
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| And then the moment’s gone, they all carry on
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| They carry on
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| Don’t you start to slow down
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| Or the vines will draw you in
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| Don’t run away
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| Because that’s when their games will begin
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| Look alive, don’t be surprised
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| Look alive and you’ll see it coming
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| Look alive, don’t be surprised
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| Don’t lose yourself to the illusions
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| Look alive, don’t be surprised
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| Look alive and you’ll see it coming
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| Look alive, look alive
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| A land of waking winds
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| And ancients above the path within
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| When I looked up my feet had taken me
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| Where I’ve not been
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| Look alive, don’t be surprised
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| Look alive and you’ll see it coming
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| Look alive
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| Don’t lose yourself to the illusions
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| And so the wheel turns
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| And so the question burns
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| Where is the light we all have been seeking?
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| Betray you |