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67 lines
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As one child is taught red on his mother's knee (the one true colour)
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A neighbour is taught blue on his mother's knee (the one true colour)
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With a fervour inherited, it will be subsequently delivered
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Ignore the spectrum
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Dear whom it may concern,
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I feel as though I'm about to crash and burn
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I think I'm falling and there's no return
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But I've no idea to whom this may concern
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I'm looking out at all the stars and I learn
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There's no one up above to hear me yearn
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I'm on my own
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In the arena of the endless unknown
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Do not stage theatre and call it truth
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And when one child is taught red on his mother's knee
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It must be subsequently delivered
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With all of the spectrum
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Dear whom it may concern,
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I feel as though I'm about to crash and burn
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I think I'm falling and there's no return
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But I've no idea to whom this may concern
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I'm looking out at all the stars and I learn
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There's no one up above to hear me yearn
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I'm on my own
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Someone has whipped the carpet from beneath my feet
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Someone upturned the furniture in my mind
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But, oh, how rich the soil
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How wondrous the upheaval
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It's time to embark...
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But, oh, how rich the soil
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How wondrous the upheaval
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It's time to embark...
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To dissect is to broaden the adventure
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And enrich one's tenure
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So do not blunt the surgeon's knife
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To dissect is to broaden the adventure
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And enrich one's tenure
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So do not blunt the surgeon's knife
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But, oh, how rich the soil
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How wondrous the upheaval
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It's time to embark...
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But, oh, how rich the soil
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How wondrous the upheaval
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It's time to embark...
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There's so much to explore; there's so much to absorb
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And then the atoms that you borrowed
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They are returned to the cosmos
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There's so much to explore; there's so much to absorb
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And then the atoms that you borrowed
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They are returned when you're
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_________________________
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Name The One True Colour
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Artist Enter Shikari
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Album The Mindsweep
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