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Distant world are you the home I have |
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My orbit has me thrown |
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To the boundaries of the mind |
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We're pulling in on every rope we're thrown |
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And crossing to the time |
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When direction leads the willing to the light |
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I lose every bit of my heart |
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But the words don't speak for the feelings under |
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Tune in to the program over the seas of my heart |
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To the way I live my life |
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Sophisticated love surrounding us |
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And though it grows unclear |
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Holds the silver in the end |
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It makes the most of the final years we have my friend |
