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Hear the world, the world is blue
Colorshot through and through
Hear the birds ring around, they make the color sound
Singing out a mystery, without home or history
While they fly down the sky, confessing it on high
Over every country
Over every highway
Over every Compton
And every sea
Daddy died when I was a child
How could I know a mercy mile?
But Mama tried, she told me when I cried
To sail it like a victory, ready about heartily
Teardrops would hollow me out a tunnel leading
To another country
Down another highway
Through another Compton
Into a sea
Of smiling faces
Rolling hips and races
Everybody dancing
Confessing blues
Another country
Another highway
Another Compton
Another sea
Of smiling faces
Nobody waiting
Everybody dancing
Into the blue
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