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Gustavo Cerati
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Fluorescent blue
Light that washes over my senses
Where everything starts to feel real
It always comes back around
New chances, one more time
Whole
Baby, maybe I was
A dream of someone else
An uncertain path
The truth is nobody lives without love
And now I'm here, trembling, fragile in the crowd
And I wait for her
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The plane is leaving
Memories of the future together
Goals echo in the distance
And I wait
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