| All around us and within us
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| And yet it’s only at times we notice
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| As real as rain, and soft as stardust
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| We know deep down, what nobody told us
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| Can’t you feel it ever closer
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| We breathe it in and we then we exhale
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| We touch both sides and now eternal
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| Standing closer to the veil
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| Now is just a, moving image
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| Not a ribbon, a start and end
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| There is a bird, a hidden singer
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| That calls and listens, and calls again
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| Can’t you feel it ever closer
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| We breathe it in and we then we exhale
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| We touch both sides and now eternal
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| Standing closer to the veil
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| Centered down and moving outward
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| Sometimes almost, to sweet to bare
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| There are endless ways to reach home
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| Just keep walking and I’ll meet you there
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| Can’t you feel it ever closer
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| We breathe it in and we then we exhale
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| We touch both sides and now eternal
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| Standing closer to the veil
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| There’s a blurring of the borders
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| And I swear that I heard Verse: voices
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| But every act of, simple kindness
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| Calls the kingdom down and all around us
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| Can’t you feel it ever closer
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| We breathe it in and we then we exhale
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| We touch both sides and now eternal
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| Standing closer to the veil
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| Standing closer to the veil
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| Standing closer to the veil |