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If we hold on to each other while we die |
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Then together through a heaven we will fly |
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Maybe we could share a place somewhere beyond |
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Maybe I'll wind up |
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Chinese and you'll be blonde |
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We should figure out a signal we can find |
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If the light we're heading into makes us blind |
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If at first it seems as though |
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I'm not around |
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Follow the sound, follow the sound |
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If we're wrapped around each other as we lie |
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We'll be married in the world beyond the skies |
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We can share whatever path we're traveling on |
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And the nightmares of this world will all be gone |
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But if we get separated in between |
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And not one familiar face can there be seen |
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If at first it seems as though |
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I'm not around |
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Follow the sound, follow the sound |
