| This is the season
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| These are the waking days
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| Throw off your wet sheets
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| Step into the soft parade
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| Hollowed and glisten
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| Like sweat on a moving train
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| Baby, listen, we’re about to be born again
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| Come down, this is your second skin
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| Surround, oh, this is your second skin
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| This is the love inside
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| These are your fears you hide away
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| Maybe it’s a burden
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| Maybe it’s nature’s gift
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| They stretch and they burn
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| All the colors you’re working with
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| This is a cleaning
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| These are the shapes we’ve taken in
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| Real life is our dreaming
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| This is our second skin
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| Come down, this is your second skin
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| Surround, oh, this is your second skin
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| This is the love inside
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| These are your fears and pride today
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| This is just another story
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| Whisper the walk you walk
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| Magic and glory
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| This is just flesh from talk
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| This is a moment
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| This is the time to choose
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| This is your hour
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| Nothing but skin to lose
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| Come down, this is your second skin
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| Surround, this is your second skin
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| This is the love inside
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| These are your fears you hide away
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| Come down, this is your second skin
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| Surround, this is your second skin
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| This is the love inside
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| These are your fears, your pride today |