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By day give thanks |
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By night beware |
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Half the world in sweetness |
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The other in fear |
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When the darkness takes you |
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With her hand across your face |
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Don't give in too quickly |
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Find the thing she's erased |
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Find the line, find the shape |
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Through the grain |
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Find the outline and things will |
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Tell you their name |
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The table, the guitar |
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The empty glass |
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All will blend together when |
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The daylight has passed |
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Find the line, find the shape |
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Through the grain |
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Find the outline and things will |
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Tell you their name |
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Now I watch you falling into sleep |
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Watch your fist turn curl against the sheet |
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Watch your lips fall open and your eyes dim |
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In blind faith |
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I would shelter you |
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And keep you in light |
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But I can only teach you |
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Night vision, night vision, night vision |
