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May 7, 2015

And the beauty rises,
It’s holding the torch,
It’s leading me on, leading me on...

Mercury is always the first to go
When the Sun starts to bloat and die.

So I’ll see you next to a second Sun,
Until then this gives me hope.
I’ll see you next to a second Sun,
Until then this gives me hope.

And the beauty rises,
It’s holding the torch,
It’s leading me on, leading me on...

Mercury is always the first to go
When the Sun starts to bloat and die.

The halo of nights,
I know it’s dawning,
The lost and the found,
It feels like I’m homing.
A picture perfect landscape
Of a promising morning.

And nothing really changed,
Except for everyone around you.
The sunrise comes with awe,
Embalmed with grace, it bound you.
We’ll remember you on this side of the line,
We’ll be missing you on this side of the line.

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