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Was it always there, or contracted? |
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Was it just the thought to which i was attracted? |
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The body speaks in chemicals, |
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a song and dance not visible |
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but i've been told don't go looking |
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'cause the tune was tuned to find you. |
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Distance drowns the signal and the call of constellations. |
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I'm picking up the language that we lost. |
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Static in the air, no reception. |
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Was it just a bad antenna or your perception |
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of the silence that surrounds you, |
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your ears will move to find it. |
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Don't do looking, |
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my heart was tuned to find you |
