| Sun’s up, uh huh, looks okay
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| The world survives into another day
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| And I’m thinking about eternity
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| Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
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| I had another dream about lions at the door
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| They weren’t half as frightening as they were before
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| But I’m thinking about eternity
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| Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
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| Walls windows trees, waves coming through
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| You be in me and I’ll be in you
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| Together in eternity
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| Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
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| Up among the firs where it smells so sweet
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| Or down in the valley where the river used to be
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| I got my mind on eternity
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| Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
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| And I’m wondering where the lions are…
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| I’m wondering where the lions are…
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| Huge orange flying boat rises off a lake
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| Thousand-year-old petroglyphs doing a double take
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| Pointing a finger at eternity
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| I’m sitting in the middle of this ecstasy
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| Young men marching, helmets shining in the sun
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| Polished as precise like the brain behind the gun
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| (Should be!) they got me thinking about eternity
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| Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
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| And I’m wondering where the lions are…
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| I’m wondering where the lions are…
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| Freighters on the nod on the surface of the bay
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| One of these days we’re going to sail away
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| Going to sail into eternity
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| Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
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| And I’m wondering where the lions are…
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| I’m wondering where the lions are… |