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Set them free, cut the leash, let them out, let them feed |
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on a world much too small when it lies at your feet |
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stay now and you're never to be found |
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preach, and their ears will pretend they can hear |
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with the birth of a curse, spawned out of fear |
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inhale those words without a sound |
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Over, they're passing over, from a distance, from afar now |
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closer, they're getting closer to a weak mind like mine |
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Lucy fears the morning star |
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how she wonder's where you are |
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come out, come out and shine your light |
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upon those who whisper your prayers at night |
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rise the accuser, you burn like the sunlight |
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inferior creatures, their world came undone |
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march of the scapegoats, from heights yet unheard of |
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while screaming your gospels, their world came undone |
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Make a wish, make it so, you may shine, you may glow |
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try to belong, so much further from home |
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you walk as if swallowed by the sun |
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make a stand, pick a side, where the stars do collide |
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and their pillars of sand, all wrecked by the tide |
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let them sleep when their work here is done |
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Slowly, almost calmly, they invade me, and persuade me |
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breathing, they keep on breathing, in a weak heart like mine |
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Lucy fears the morning star |
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won't you twinkle to her from afar |
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come out, come out and shine your light |
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upon those who lost they way and sight |
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rise the accuser, you burn like the sunlight |
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inferior creatures, their world came undone |
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march of the scapegoats, from heights yet unheard of |
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while screaming your gospels, their world came undone |
