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They are not stars burning in the sky at night |
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No, no, they're candles in astro-flight |
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They are not men walking on the streets below |
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What are they really nobody knows |
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They are not stars, we are not human |
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I don't know the reason why |
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A firefly is not a candle, not a flower in my eye |
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And so, a rose is not a rose |
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By that or any other name |
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Things remain unexplained |
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I am a tree, dancing on the ocean floor |
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The air is water on desert shores |
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There is a face painted on the salty moon |
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The tree singing this silent tune |
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They are not stars, we are not human |
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I don't know the reason why |
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A firefly is not a candle, not a flower in my eye |
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And so, a rose is not a rose |
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By that or any other name |
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Things remain unexplained |
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They are not stars, we are not human |
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I don't know the reason why |
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A firefly is not a candle, not a flower in my eye |
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And so, a rose is not a rose |
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By that or any other name |
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Things remain unexplained |
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They are not stars, we are not human |
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I don't know the reason why |
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A firefly is not a candle, not a flower in my eye |
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And so, a rose is not a rose |
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By that or any other name |
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Things remain unexplained |
