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We're children playing in the sun
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A sense of freedom on the run
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We never knew what time it was
    A
We just knew how sublime it was
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Our course determined by our stars
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My momma knows just where we are
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The Earth was forming from below

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A dragom showed which way to go
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Spacing out, we're spacing in
  Ab                 F#
Phasing out, we're phasing in
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Turning up by burning out
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Lifting off and gazing in

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Our luck, it changes with the tide
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Our constellations changing side
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Macro mirror-image fades
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Our over-conscious colour shades
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We're astral-planting, floating free
           A
On our continuum frequency
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A ring was formed out of the stone
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Metamorphose, terraform