Everything's connected
And all ideas erected
From my head a mess of thoughts
Not carefully constructed
A line running through the heart
Of every person and every part of the world
Regardless, and it's timeless
Like a crane shot in an ending movie scene
Just hold my hand, you'll see what I mean
You'll see what I mean
You'll see what I mean
Perspective
Perspective
Perspective
Perspective
Perspective
Perspective
Blah blah blah
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