| The time between the notes relates the color to the scenes.
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| A constant vogue of triumphs dislocate man, it seems.
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| And space between the focus shape ascend knowledge of love.
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| As song and chance develop time, lost social temprance rules above.
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| Ah, ah.
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| Then according to the man who showed his outstretched arm to space,
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| He turned around and pointed, revealing all the human race.
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| I shook my head and smiled a whisper, knowing all about the place.
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| On the hill we viewed the silence of the valley,
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| Called to witness cycles only of the past.
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| And we reach all this with movements in between the said remark.
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| Close to the edge, down by the river.
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| Down at the end, round by the corner.
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| Seasons will pass you by,
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| Now that its all over and done,
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| Called to the seed, right to the sun.
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| Now that you find, now that youre whole.
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| Seasons will pass you by,
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| I get up, I get down.
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| I get up, I get down.
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| I get up, I get down.
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| I get up.
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| And you and i |