| Just let me fall into your movements
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| Movements of subtle serenity
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| I need to recycle all the feelings
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| I’ve had in the past
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| Paint me a picture
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| A unique image of your inner kept feelings
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| Kylie, say the words
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| With silent ears and silent hands
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| I’ve seen a boat and it seems to be sinking
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| I’ve seen a boat and it’s stuck on dry land
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| Saw you last night, said I saw you last night
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| You were walking with the painters
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| Tried to remember what it means to freeze it up
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| I’ve seen a boat and it seems to be sinking
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| I’ve seen a boat and it’s stuck on dry land
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| Just a key to the concept I’m feeling
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| Give me your heart, won’t you give me your heart
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| And I’ll give you my hand
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| Saw you last night, said I saw you last night
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| You were walking with the painters
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| Tried to remember what it means to freeze it up
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| Now it seems to me that missing photos equal missing memories
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| Say the words with silent ears and silent hands
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| Don’t you let it go, let it go, let it go
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| Don’t, don’t let it way again, way again, way again
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| Come on Kylie, say the word, say the word, say the word
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| Come on Kylie, say the word — right
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| I’ve seen a boat and it seems to be sinking
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| I’ve seen a boat and it’s stuck on dry land
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| Just a key to the concept I’m feeling
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| Give me your heart, won’t you give me your heart
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| And I’ll give you my hand
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| Come on Kylie
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| Now you get what you deserve
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| Come on Kylie
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| Now you get what you deserve |