The scene all around us
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In every single colour
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In every dimension
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Crowns of reinvention
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And if it’s black then it’s white
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And when it is dark, then it’s light
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So filling all the spaces
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With imaginary places
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It’s so frustrating when no one else sees
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Everything you see
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So for now it is just an illusion, confusion
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Unless you’re someone who believes
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When you look, tell me what do you see?
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Is it real, is it fiction? |
Only make believe
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And they think it’s just a park bench
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Look with your eyes, it’s a big circus tent
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Full of dancers and clowns
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It’s all people, just right
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Play the full house, it’s daily, twice nightly
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We fix ordinary with extra, you see?
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Believe, believe, believe
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I don’t need rose tented spectacles
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Just to see the fundamentals
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Only see the bright lights
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The sunset and the sunrise
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And if it is weak then it’s strong
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And just when it’s right then it’s wrong
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And everything I see
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Is nothing like it should be
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And yes it’s all frustrating when no one else sees
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Everything you see
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So for now it is just an illusion, confusion
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Unless you’re someone who believes
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When you look, tell me, what do you see?
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Is it real or a mystery, scientifically?
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It’s more than just a bench in a park
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Look again, it’s a rocket that’s headed for Mars
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On a mission to search for the life
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When it’ll be back, who knows? |
Cause it’s really a long flight
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Turn the whole world upside down and you’ll see
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Believe, believe, believe
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Just imagination
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And creative speculation
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Our lives' calling
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Was never meant to be boring
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Believe, believe, believe, believe
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Believe, believe, believe, believe
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Believe, believe, believe, believe
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Believe, believe, believe, believe |