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Well I've been to harm |
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I've been laid down in the arms of an absence |
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Where the space is only spacious |
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When I open up my eyes |
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Darkness has rounded me |
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But in the center there is a light |
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Its where a bonfire of all that is excess burns bright |
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Or is it changes |
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Cou-could be changes |
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Maybe we change |
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It's nothing like a wheel going round |
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If a road turns out to be a circle |
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Oh, a preservative unrest |
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And you find yourself in a ditch there, waiting for a pass |
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Somehow you still love enough to get right up with yourself |
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Only to aware of the cruelty under your |
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And as you're changing |
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Cou-could be changing |
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Maybe you change again |
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Ch-change |
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It's nothing like a wheel going |
