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I once adored a chemical reaction. Her eyes were made from pieces of the moon, But now I fight the angels for her halo - She feels that she has nothing left to prove. We once had dreams of being something useful, A sword someone would keep at their side - A friction that would spark a revolution - A radio in tune with the sky. Well, we tried. Now everyone can share what's left, We can share a breath, We can share the air pollution. We can all control the sun, That's what we'll become, You'll become a resolution.
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