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(feat. Jennifer Folker) |
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There's a pulsating white light, but it's beautiful. |
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It's like a tunnel of colours, and it's like I'm floating up through a tunnel of colours. |
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They move and they flow into each other, and sometimes they mix and sometimes they don't. |
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They're changing and it looks like they're flowing through each other, and on top of each other, and sometimes mixing and making the colours, and sometimes not. |
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Will I be able to fly through the different colours? |
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The ounce of perfection |
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You worried away |
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After our reflections |
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Of yesterday, yesterday, today |
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(Chanting) |
