Second Coming Soft Lyrics

I live to fly on a natural high
My love is growing softly to the sky
The lovers hors d'oeurve for the
Evening to come
The camera still runs and we see you
I was soft for the first time
Now content to breathe so deeply
Got my hands in my pockets
Burn, burn, burn
I've seen the light
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Hell, I've seen them all
But one can keep those daydreams
Keepin' on
Show me a world in a
Different space, in a different house
In a different way
Nothing's sacred anymore but
Don't touch my friends
God makes amends in a book
He's only pleasant when he's sleeping