| There are waves
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| Up in the diamond sky
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| Stronger than you and I
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| Am a wave
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| I break through the barrier reef
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| Cut through the carbon sea
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| Approaching the shore
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| Look at the sky, look at the trees
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| Man, it’s all the same to me
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| Look at the cars, look at the birds
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| And all of these invented words
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| One body’s dying breath is another’s birth
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| What are you running from?
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| What are you running from?
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| Sister jury, brother judge
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| In you I recognize this grudge
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| Buried deep beneath the sands
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| Of these ridiculous demands
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| No time for innocence, or sitting on the fence
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| What are you gonna do?
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| What are you gonna do?
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| When the waves
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| Cover the coastal plains
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| The tents and the cars and the trains
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| And the trace of honeybee cemeteries
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| Of well insulated dignitaries
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| All screaming of the memory of a human love
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| For anything, or anyone
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| Look at the birds, look at the bees
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| Madam, it’s all the same to me
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| Look at the girls, look at the gold
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| Gathered, beat and bought and sold
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| One man’s innocence is another’s chance
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| What were you thinking of?
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| What were you thinking of?
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| Now please let me boil it down to this, my son
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| This party’s getting wet, but it ain’t over yet
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| So what is it gonna be?
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| What is it gonna be?
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| What is it gonna be?
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| Just let the waves
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| Cover the coastal plains
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| The fear and the guilt and the pain
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| And the trace of honeybee jealousy
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| Of well insulated bigotry
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| And if you don’t agree
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| You better get back inside your cave
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| Cause we’re all dancing with the waves
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| Up in the diamond sky
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| Stronger than you and I
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| Am a wave
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| I break through the barrier reef
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| Cut through the carbon sea
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| Approaching the shore |