| In the ether, in the ether’s air
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| Would you be there? |
| would you be my friend?
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| In the morning, in the morning rain
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| In the binary of a data stream
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| On an airplane, on a radio
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| All around me in the ether’s flow
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| Under an orange sun
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| Running from what I’ve become
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| What am I running from?
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| You can’t take a photograph of it at night
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| It lives in the code of a firefly buzzing
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| It vibrates through brickwalls, keeping their time
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| It cuddles the creeping chaos coming
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| I see it more clearly than ever before
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| I’m in its invisible river flowing
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| Through everything I’ve ever been through before
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| Heads up, something’s really happening |