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Centred on silence |
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Counting on nothing |
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I saw you standing on the sea |
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And everything was |
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Dark except for |
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Sparks the wind struck from your hair |
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Sparks that turned to |
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Wings around you |
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Angel voices mixed with seabird cries |
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Fields of motion |
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Surging outward |
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Questions that contain their own replies... |
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You were dancing |
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I saw you dancing |
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Throwing your arms toward the sky |
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Fingers opening |
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Like flares |
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Stars were shooting everywhere |
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Lines of power |
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Bursting outward |
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Along the channels of your song |
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Mercury waves flashed |
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Under your feet |
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Shots of silver in the shell-pink dawn... |
