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You think of white Somewhere outside Somehow connected to your brain Or about to knock on your door Eternity is a policy Magnetism and mystery Wishful thinking and fantasy And I hope that you're not hoping for me You think of sight Reason collides Somehow transmitting from space Asking you to line up and take your place Infinity is a reality Life jackets and sympathy Bullshit daydreams I know you can't be knowing for me And I hope that you're not hoping for me From Letras Mania