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♪♪ Some rise and some set ♪♪
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♪♪ Since the beginning it hasn't changed yet ♪♪
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♪♪ People fly higher, they begin to lose sight ♪♪
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♪♪ Cause you can't see very clearly when you're in flight ♪♪
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♪♪ It's a high tide that you find ♪♪
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♪♪ People you miss, you move on your way up ♪♪
♪♪ You might meet up on your way down ♪♪
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♪♪ Vintage wines from the year 62 ♪♪
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♪♪ It's your thing, it's your thing, it's what pleases you ♪♪
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♪♪ You love to be found when you cross town ♪♪
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♪♪ You think it's an honor, girl, just to have you around ♪♪
♪♪ Yeah, it's a high tide that you find ♪♪
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♪♪ The same truths you misuse on your way up ♪♪
♪♪ You might meet up on your way down ♪♪
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