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In the ether, in the ether's air |
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Would you be there? Would you be my friend? |
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In the morning, in the morning rain |
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In the binary of a data stream |
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On an airplane |
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On a radio |
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All around me |
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In the ether's flow |
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Under an orange sun |
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Running from what I've become, oh... |
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What am I running from |
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You can't take a photograph of it at night |
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It lives in the code of a firefly buzzing |
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It vibrates through brick walls, keeping their time |
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It cuddles the creeping chaos coming |
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I see it more clearly than ever before |
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I'm in its invisible river a-flowing |
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Through everything I've ever been through before |
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Heads up, something's really happening |
