| Once the patient breathes
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| You slide into the world
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| The womb you have to leave
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| To be a boy or girl
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| When the man steals your nature with his watch
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| All in time a bit of peace, in time the chaos stops
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| Yellin' but you just can’t find the words
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| Gaia, still loves all the pieces, of her jigsaw earth
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| Gaia…
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| Jacob left in the dark of night, hopped into his car
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| Finding street-wise Sandibel, and a volunteer chauffeur
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| Didn’t see no reason to take a third
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| Gaia still loves all the trees, home to all the birds
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| Gaia’s jigsaw earth is free
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| Early in the morning, rise and shine, and the world is callin'
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| Gaia’s actuality
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| Sky, the ground, and a place to roam
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| Circus in a bubble, a place called home
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| Jacob sat on empty, Sandibel got tied up
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| The volunteer put on her clothes and pilfered her make-up
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| Guaranteed to be back for them soon
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| Gaia makes and takes the rain how ever opportune
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| Gaia’s jigsaw earth is free
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| Early in the morning, rise and shine, and the world is callin'
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| Gaia’s actuality
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| Sky, the ground, and a place to roam
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| Circus in a bubble, a place called home
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| I gathered myself, and rubbed my eyes, and wondered, did she know?
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| That I put glass and concrete beams as tall as trees can grow
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| That I tear down the oldest statues, faces who’ve grown long
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| She may have known, may not have cared, continued with her song…
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| Gaia’s jigsaw earth is free
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| Early in the morning, rise and shine, and the world is callin'
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| Gaia’s actuality
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| Sky, the ground, and a place to roam, Circus in a bubble, a place called home |