(Dan Messe)
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Me I imagine places
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That I have never seen
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The colored lights in fountains,
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Blue and green
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And I imagine places
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That I will never go
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Behind these clouds that hang here,
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Dark and low
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But it's there when I'm holding you
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It's there when I am sleeping too
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It's there when there is nothing left of me
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It's hanging just beyond
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the burned out factory
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Out of reach but leading me
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Into the beautiful sea
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And I remember something
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It feels a lot like fear
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Some kid is wild and shouting
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Coast is clear
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And it's there when I'm holding you
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It's there when I am sleeping too
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It's there when there is nothing left of me
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It's hanging just beyond
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the burned out factory
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Out of reach but leading me
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The Beautiful Sea
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