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Out on some borderline |
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Some mark of in between |
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I lay down golden in time |
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And woke up vanishing |
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Sweet bird you are |
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Briefer than a falling star |
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All these vain promises on beauty jars of |
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Somewhere with your wings on time |
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You must be laughing |
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Behind our eyes |
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Calendars of our lives, circled with compromise |
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Sweet bird of time and change |
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You must be laughing |
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Up on your feathers laughing |
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Golden in time |
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Cities under the sand |
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Power, ideals and beauty |
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Fading in everyone's hands |
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Give me some time |
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I feel like |
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I'm losing mine |
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Out here on this horizon line |
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With the earth spinning |
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And the sky forever rushing |
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No one knows |
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They can never get that close |
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Guesses at most |
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Guesses based on what each set of time and change is touching |
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Guesses based on what each set of time and change is touching |
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Guesses based on what each set of time and change is touching... |
