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Once, all the stars in the sky were bright, |
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now they're red and fading |
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and all the colours we wore, the shades that we bore |
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have moved. |
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And the gold turns to red with no time for changes. |
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Red Shift, all moving away from we. |
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Red Shift, all moving away from we. |
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Once, constellations were holy, now darkness |
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pervades all the older ones |
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and in the brunt of implosion, all yesterday's golden |
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now reddened suns |
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and hope is a word with no space for blame in. |
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Red Shift, displaced now in time and relativity, |
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Red Shift, all moving away from we. |
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So here I am, though I might well be with me, |
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I'm falling down deep to the rim of the wheel. |
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Is it sham? |
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Does the world have a meaning? |
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The more that we know , the greater confusion grows: |
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stars are like atoms, and atoms are patterns |
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and probably in the end |
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maybe its all been a dream .... |
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Time locked in negative matter, |
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all theories shatter beneath the weight. |
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Happy is the man who believes that the world |
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is a dream and all reason, fate. |
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And time moves on with no time, |
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the eye moves on with no rhyme, |
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and I'm a song in the depth of the galaxies. |
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Red Shift is taking away my sanity, |
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Red Shift, all moving away from we .... |
