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there's beauty in the dance of the cloud that is me and the cloud that is you in the rhythm of stars and the shining wet grass in the morning and we're all born of a wish an unlikely form of coincidences each one a bridge between stars so small universal each grain of sand a person I could fall in love with so small universal and every time I look up know I'll be coming home endless re-arrangement a tearing apart the gift of a spark the clash in the cloud that spawned your heart out of turmoil a bright flash in the sky a quadrantid as I thought of you the same stuff you and I so small, universal each grain of sand a person I could fall in love with so small, universal and every time I look up, know I'll be coming home From Letras Mania