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Stones like these |
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Are just like fuel underground |
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You stop my feet |
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From floating up when I come down |
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I go up |
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And watch the world spinning round |
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But I came down |
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You can't see |
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That I'm like dust on the ground |
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The wind picks up |
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And then it blows me around |
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I go up |
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And watch the world spinning round |
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But I came down |
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Finding out the northern lights |
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Flicked up a single switch called rocket |
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Finding out the northern lights |
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Flicked up a single switch called rocket |
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Finding out the northern lights |
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The northern lights |
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Stones like these |
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Are just like fuel underground |
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You stop my feet |
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From floating up when I come down |
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I go up |
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And watch the world spinning round |
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But I came down |
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Finding out the northern lights |
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Flicked up a single switch called rocket |
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Finding out the northern lights |
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Flicked up a single switch called rocket |
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Finding out the northern lights |
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The northern lights |
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The northern lights |
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The northern lights |
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The northern lights |
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The northern lights |
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The northern lights |
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The northern lights |
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The northern lights |
