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(brooker / reid) |
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Jostle, hassle, elbow bustle |
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In a swirling rainbow tussle |
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Caught and frozen, broken sheen |
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Now unites for one brief scene |
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Lonely in the dark i grope |
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The key's in my kaleidoscope |
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Confused faces change their places |
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Take up stances, exchange glances |
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Lost in multicoloured hues |
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There is no whole which i can choose |
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Lonely in the dark i grope |
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The key's in my kaleidoscope |
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In one face, one moment's fusion |
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Realize the new illusion |
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Clutching fingers break the puzzle |
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Jostle, hassle, elbow bustle |
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Still out in the dark i grope |
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The key's in my kaleidoscope |
