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Oh, joys arise, the sun has come again to hold you
Sailing out the doldrums of the week
The polyphonic prayer is here, it's all around you
It's all around you out here
And if the whole world is crashing down
Fall through space, out of mind with me
Where the emptiness we leave behind on warm air rising
Those are the shadows far away
The falling of the whole empire, it's here to hold you
Rolling out and haunted 'till it sinks
Little memories, marching on
Your little feet working the machine
Will it spin? Will it soar?
My little dream working the machine
Soothe like a wave
And crash far
Closing in on the moon
And who we are
Little memories
Your little feet working the machine
Will it spin? Will it soar?
My little dream working the machine
Soothe like a wave
And crash far
Closing in on the moon
And who we are
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