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Millions of kisses fall from the sky |
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Millions of tears for sunshine to dry |
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Millions of kisses fall from the sky |
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Millions of tears for sunshine to dry |
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Incandescence, let them flow |
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Luminescence, rivers of being |
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We march on, we march on |
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We march on, we march on |
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Love is fleeting, we are loved |
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Take my hand, you'll fly like doves |
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Sleep aside the steamy crabs |
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Tremble, tremble in the dust |
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Incandescence, let them flow |
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Luminescence, rivers of being |
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We march on, we march on |
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We march on, we march on |
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Open like a flower, come get naked with me |
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Music take me whole, tie me up in melody |
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Just a touch, it's all we need |
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Just a kiss |
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Day of the sunflowers, we march on |
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Day of the sunflowers, we march on, we march on |
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We march on, we march on |
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We march on, we march on |
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We march on, we march on |
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We march on, we march on |
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We march on, we march on |
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We march on, we march on |
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Just a touch, it's all we need |
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Just a touch, it's all we need |
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Just a kiss, it's all we need |
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Just, just, just a kiss |
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Just, just, just, just a kiss, just a kiss |
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And so they came |
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Twenty thousand fishes, flying down from the sky |
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Polka dot sun, five miles wide |
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Apple pie |
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I'm bigger now when I stretch to the clouds |
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My feet are bigger than three lagoons |
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And I can roll like a magnificent beach ball |
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Striving high |
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I touch everything as I roll |
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The fish tickle my skin |
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The trees feel so nice on my knees |
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And nothing is crushed |
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Oh, it's a big soft, a breath of mountain air |
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I reach out for you but so is the ball red |
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My hand stretches for a thousand miles |
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Within the spiral of an infinite cosmic coil |
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Cows, they look like dots |
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I'm smaller now, I'm smaller now |
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There's no way through the window |
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And it is lost, it is lost |
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My dreams and my idol fantasy lay in front of me as dust |
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Rivers of being |
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We march on, we march on |
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We march on, we march on |
