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We made you through your fortune
You're made of high
You slipped through the streams of the city
We slip your mind

How high, how high
Past life
How high, how high
Leave your body

You leave the past in the field
When your odds are time
We stand in a plain
This ground does rise

How high, how high
Past life
How high, how high
Leave your body

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