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There's nothing new under the sun | Everything already been lost or won | Needing the shapes of the past
There's nothing new under the sun Everything already been lost or won Needing the shapes of the past Forever, however long it lasts All these patterns of sand Tracing the lines of my hands Tracing the lines of my hands And I'm all in here And you're all out there Everything you hear Everything you do Everything you taste Everything, there's nothing new Everything you fear Everything you say Everything that's dear Everything just goes away There's nothing to see There's nothing to see All these patterns of sand Tracing the lines of my hands Tracing the lines of my hands And I'm all in here And you're all out there Reason scrapes us away from our bones Reason drains all the trace of unknown And far, far, far, far away Miles and miles away You'll never know the end And all these patterns of sand Tracing the lines of my hands Tracing the lines of my hands And I'm all in here And you're all out there And I'm all in here And you're all out there And you're all out there And I'm all in here
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