Dear Marge
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Lyrics
Ready? Right One, two, three, four, five six In this mess Precious dust Gather strength, softness Guard the gods Guard the judges Din of geometric chaos The chaos What a mess The precious dust Gather strength and softness Guard the gods Guard the judges And contort the geometric The chaos What a mess The precious dust Gather strength, the softness Guard the gods The judges Contort the geometric chaos ♪ The joy to love To know to learn Of the essence Of existence And so couldn't they Govern it too? To open up Face to a work The joy to love To know to learn Of the essence Of existence And so couldn't they Govern it too? The joy to love To open up
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Song Details
- Duration
- 06:54
- Key
- 4
- Tempo
- 81 BPM