Saturn's Fields

We pack our bags, we board the train
 For a tour of Saturn's fields
 And we don't know what lies ahead
 With seeds of promise safe in our heads
 And everything is rearranged
 Everything is rearranged
 Everything is rearranged
 There is no map
 No wise word to explain
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 You make me cry, you make me wait
 I never was a patient child
 But just in time, I slow and sway
 The sun comes like a thief in the night
 And everything is rearranged
 Everything is rearranged
 Everything is rearranged
 There is no map
 No wise word to explain
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 Maybe you can slow me down
 So small a thing
 So great the sound
 The cherry trees, a diamond ring
 My heart it bends like rivers wild
 To make more room for every change
 Oh, I never was a patient child (child)
 And everything is rearranged
 Everything is rearranged
 Everything is rearranged
 There is no map
 No wise word to explain
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 We pack our bags (bags), we board the train (train)
 For a tour of Saturn's fields