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He's sending stones skimming and flying |
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Circles spinning out his time |
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Though the Earth is dying, his head is in the stars |
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Chances are this spark's a lifetime |
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Out of touch, he'll live in wonder |
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Won't lose sleep, he'll just pretend |
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In his world he won't go under |
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Turns without him till the end |
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Rivers run dry, but there's no line on his brow |
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Says, he doesn't care who's saved |
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It's just the dice you roll, the here and now |
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And he's not guilty or afraid |
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One day, he'll slip away |
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Cool water flowing all around |
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In the river and on the ground |
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Leave a pocketful of stones and not believe in other lives |
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Until then he'll live in wonder |
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He won't fight or comprehend |
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In his world he won't go under |
| [03:48.976] |
Turns without him till the end |
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