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Do you wonder like I do |
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What goes on inside of you |
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In the cathedral of the mind |
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All the worshippers are blind |
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Like a toilet from outside |
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A cathedral from inside |
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There behind your open face |
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Lies an awful lot of space |
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And if I ever look into your open eyes again |
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I'll remind myself to stare until I'm looking through your eyes |
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When I'm hurt you feel the pain |
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You've been in my head again |
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You're projecting onto me |
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What you'd like yourself to see |
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Now the clock is beating fast |
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Every moment wanders past |
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And fades away |
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Then comes back another day |
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Do I go or do I stay |
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Inside your mind |
