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Once upon a time we used to count stars on a clear night |
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The street lights have made it hard to see |
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You say there's magic in the drowned out constellations |
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Won't you make it magical for me |
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When we're drifiting through the chaos of the city |
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You're only looking straight ahead |
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I wanna stop to take a picture of the skyline |
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You would rather burn it down instead |
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Can i hold the weight of your mind |
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Can i have a taste of your mind |
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Can i climb the hill of you mind |
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Can i learn the ways of your mind |
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Can i buy the weight of your mind |
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Can i try a piece of your mind |
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Can i see the whole of your mind |
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Can i see the hole in your mind |
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I try to understand that blankness is a blessing |
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Even though it doesn't seem to be |
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You watch the passion with the wonder of a stranger |
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Won't you make it wonderful for me |
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When we're passing through equations of disaster |
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I subtract myself from what I see |
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You say there's beauty in the nature of the nightmare |
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Can't you make it beautiful for me |
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Chorus x2 and them some.... |
