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As we spin in circles |
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Walking a straight line |
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As we spin in circles |
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Walking a straight line |
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As we spin in circles |
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Walking a straight line |
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As we spin in circles |
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Walking a straight line |
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Silence, dark and long |
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And the thunder clap splits the night |
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And I'm standing in this field |
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Storms are all around me |
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All through the sky |
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I see strings of electricity |
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And I feel the power |
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Like it could burn my hands |
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Up above |
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The clouds are moving |
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And suddenly |
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The rain is all around me |
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Like sheets of glass |
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Coming down from the sky |
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Every drop is there to guide |
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Every drop is there to guide |
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Release, release |
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The ropes around your neck |
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We spin in circles |
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Walking a straight line |
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Spin in circles |
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Walking a straight line |
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We spin in circles |
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Walking a straight line |
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Jagged beams of light |
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Explode and dance in the darkness around me |
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And I can reach out and touch the beams |
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And the light turns solid and wraps around my wrist |
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One makes a loop |
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A thousand more follow |
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A thousand more follow till my arms are surrounded |
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By a comical web of light |
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My arms in the eyes of a web of light |
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A tornado of light beams |
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And I feel the pulling and start to rise |
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And every beam is there to guide |
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Release the ropes around your neck |
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The ropes around your neck |
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It is time to put the weight down |
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And the bricks and the blocks |
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Every drop is there to guide |
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Every beam is there to guide |
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Release, release, release |
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The ropes around your neck |
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Walking a straight line |
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As we spin in circles |
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Walking a straight line |
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We spin in circles |
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Walking a straight line |