| We stand out of view, looking over the edge
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| Watching all the stars fall into the palms of your hands
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| Well the eve has come and we’re looking on
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| For a place to watch the comets race
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| Through stained glass eyes and window panes
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| In an old oak house so far away
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| Did the roof give way?
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| I hear the bricks shatter in the waterway
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| The stars take shape
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| I feel them glow from a world away
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| Romance me into infinity
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| This skyline, it guides my epiphany
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| Come dot and cross the lines with me
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| And tell me
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| Why do we glow for you
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| When the children of light decide for us that there’s no room?
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| Will we throw ourselves into this great unknown
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| Where does the wind blow
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| When the air is alive and has no altitude?
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| Can we breathe on our own
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| Or will we pass on the the great unknown?
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| Paint on the walls has peeled away
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| To reveal the vastness of space
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| Yet a light is seen in the night
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| Bright as magnesium burning away
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| As the walls give way
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| I see you coalesce in a galaxy
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| A shapeless place
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| Where I just don’t feel
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| Feel the weight
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| Romance me into infinity
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| This skyline still guides my epiphany
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| Come dot and cross the lines with me
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| If your eyes catch the light just right
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| A million stars will cry and come alive tonight
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| Come alive tonight
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| In a trance of never ending dissonance
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| And if our minds don’t dispel this narrative we write
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| Will they glow out our mouths from the inside?
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| Will we spend eternity swapping notes on destiny?
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| We stand out of view, looking over the edge
|
| Watching all the stars fall into the palms of your hands
|
| Tell me
|
| Why do we glow for you
|
| When the children of light decide for us that there’s no room?
|
| Will we throw ourselves into this great unknown
|
| Where does the wind blow
|
| When the air is alive and has no altitude?
|
| Can we breathe on our own
|
| Or will we pass on the the great unknown?
|
| Did the roof give way?
|
| I hear the bricks shatter in the waterway
|
| The stars take shape
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| I feel them glow from a world away |