| Wind blowing through your hair
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| You look for love but it’s not there
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| So you go around acting spaced out all the time
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| You say that living has blown your mind
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| You say you know everything that’s going on
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| But then you find that all you’ve seen has gone
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| Desperation grabs you by the throat
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| You know you’re sinking but still you try to float
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| High pitched screaming blocks out everything you hear
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| But still you pretend that there’s nothing to fear
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| You come on strong, you need nobody’s help
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| It’s plain to see you just don’t know your self
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| Your head is a desert and you’re locked within
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| Waiting for some magical symphony to begin
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| But all that comes is a crazy whirlpool of sound
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| If you don’t look and see your laughter will drown
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| You fool yourself and say that life fits like a glove
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| But you don’t know what you’re thinking of
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| Revelations come pouring in your eyes
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| At last you found that part of you that was filled with lies
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| Sunshine is expanding the consciousness of your mind
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| The thunderstorm of derision is finally behind
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| Now you know about this thing called love
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| At last my friend you know what you’re dreaming of
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| Wind blowing through your mind
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| You think about the trouble you left behind
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| You worked out all the tension inside your head
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| Because you found reality instead
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| Now there’s peace within your love
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| At last you found what you were dreaming of |