| Millions of kisses fall from the sky
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| Millions of tears for sunshine to dry
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| Millions of kisses fall from the sky
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| Millions of tears for sunshine to dry
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| Incandescence, let them flow
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| Luminescence, rivers of being
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| We march on, we march on
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| We march on, we march on
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| Love is fleeting, we are loved
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| Take my hand, you’ll fly like doves
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| Sleep aside the steamy crabs
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| Tremble, tremble in the dust
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| Incandescence, let them flow
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| Luminescence, rivers of being
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| We march on, we march on
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| We march on, we march on
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| Open like a flower, come get naked with me
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| Music take me whole, tie me up in melody
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| Just a touch, it’s all we need
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| Just a kiss
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| Day of the sunflowers, we march on
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| Day of the sunflowers, we march on, we march on
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| We march on, we march on
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| We march on, we march on
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| We march on, we march on
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| We march on, we march on
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| We march on, we march on
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| We march on, we march on
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| Just a touch, it’s all we need
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| Just a touch, it’s all we need
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| Just a kiss, it’s all we need
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| Just, just, just a kiss
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| Just, just, just, just a kiss, just a kiss
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| And so they came
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| Twenty thousand fishes, flying down from the sky
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| Polka dot sun, five miles wide
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| Apple pie
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| I’m bigger now when I stretch to the clouds
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| My feet are bigger than three lagoons
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| And I can roll like a magnificent beach ball
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| Striving high
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| I touch everything as I roll
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| The fish tickle my skin
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| The trees feel so nice on my knees
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| And nothing is crushed
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| Oh, it’s a big soft, a breath of mountain air
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| I reach out for you but so is the ball red
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| My hand stretches for a thousand miles
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| Within the spiral of an infinite cosmic coil
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| Cows, they look like dots
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| I’m smaller now, I’m smaller now
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| There’s no way through the window
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| And it is lost, it is lost
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| My dreams and my idol fantasy lay in front of me as dust
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| Rivers of being
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| We march on, we march on
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| We march on, we march on |