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There once was a note, pure and easy |
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Playing so free, like a breath rippling by |
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The note is eternal, I hear it, it sees me |
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Forever we blend it, forever we die |
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I listened and I heard music in a word |
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And words when you played your guitar |
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The noise that I was hearing |
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Was a million people cheering |
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And a child flew past me riding in a star |
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As people assemble |
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Civilization is trying to find a new way to die |
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But killing is really merely scene changer |
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All men are bored with other men's lies |
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I listened and I heard music in a word |
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And words when you played your guitar |
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The noise that I was hearing |
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Was a million people cheering |
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And a child flew past me riding in a star |
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Gas on the hillside, oil in the teacup |
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Watch all the chords of life lose their joy |
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Distortion becomes somehow pure in its wildness |
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The note that began all, can also destroy |
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We all know success when we all find our own dreams |
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And our love is enough to knock down any walls |
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And the future's been seen as men try to realize |
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The simple secret of the note in us all |
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I listened and I heard music in a word |
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And words when you played your guitar |
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The noise that I was hearing |
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Was a million people cheering |
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And a child flew past me riding in a star |
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There once was a note, pure and easy |
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Playing so free, like a breath rippling by |
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There once was a note, listen |
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There once was a note, listen |
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There once was a note, listen |
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