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I hear your sound from the ground |
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And it feels so good |
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I see the light is fading |
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Let's gather the rain inside your hood |
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Now I hear she's got the fever |
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Oh and I need her, I knew I would |
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Now I see you're stalling |
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Catch me I'm falling underground |
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Now I sense the ground is moving |
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Yet something is proving me wrong I find |
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I see the colour changing |
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To follow the range inside your mind |
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I've tried to please her, maybe I'll weave her a lullaby |
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The fallen trees are not yet in season |
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But underground |
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A giant grain of sand could |
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Slip through your hand and you wouldnt know |
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You fly away I'm sailing |
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My heart would be failing without this glow |
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I wonder if you've seen me |
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With infinite greenery all around |
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If I could hear you calling |
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I'd break down the walls that defend your sound |