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the light through the window
it breaks upon my soul
it burns up in my heart
like wood that's turned to coal
I'll spread throughout my world
the light in which it gives me
ill paint a rainbow on your wall
and set my colours free
blown with such precision
a cylindrical delight
I'll shower you with reflection
but die again tonight
leave me hanging in the dark
Ill be back for you at sunrise
ill be here, a ball of beauty
pouring the light into your eyes.
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We'll never be as young as we are right now
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