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Here in your mind's metropolis,
you are dancing in the rain.
In the thunderstorms
you're shaping with your brain.
The streets are filled with static
There is joy and there is pain.
Old memories return again.
The whole thing is insane.
This great and thriving city
Has it triumph, has its strife.
At the very center
is an all-entrancing light.
The single most alluring thing
You've seen in all your life.
There are dreary, shadowed days,
But they won't last your life.
you are dancing in the rain.
In the thunderstorms
you're shaping with your brain.
The streets are filled with static
There is joy and there is pain.
Old memories return again.
The whole thing is insane.
This great and thriving city
Has it triumph, has its strife.
At the very center
is an all-entrancing light.
The single most alluring thing
You've seen in all your life.
There are dreary, shadowed days,
But they won't last your life.
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