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Now as the dream pulls west |
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It's rhythm rocks the earth |
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Into this in the night we turn |
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Into the night |
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The great con leaves through maps |
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Of cities yet unfound and wearing my (???) |
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And what am I to find? |
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From dark to bracing bright? |
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We thunder to reveal |
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From dark to bracing bright? |
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When no one else has been |
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Rising sky to glands |
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Always try listening |
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(???) and arrow |
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The tracks you have, they leave |
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If I control the way a map of mine |
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From dark to bracing bright? |
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We thunder to reveal |
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From dark to bracing bright? |
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When no one else has been |
