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Fade out the moon, pull up the sun |
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Count all the drops on what spiders have spun |
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Roll on with no destination |
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Escaping daily from the break |
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Slow train, creeping up double lines |
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Tracks curl together round the mountain side |
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and I, remember, they remind |
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me of sweet words you whispered when I lay |
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Parallel, parallel to you |
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I lay parallel parallel to you |
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Haunt me horizontally, you do |
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Lay me parallel parallel to you |
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Pull me under, and dye me blue |
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Paint me, any colour you want to |
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I'll be for-ev-er next to you |
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and every sun and moon will play me, lay me |
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Parallel, parallel to you |
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I lay parallel parallel to you |
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Haunt me horizontally, you do |
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Lay me parallel parallel to you |
