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I found a school of design

It was in a wealthy town, a river ran by

It was empty, holidays, who knows?

But I went in, I was killing time

Moving through the halls

There was fresh paint wet on the walls

Everything was white and all the clocks were well-designed

All ticking in time

And I was struck by a feeling

It’s hard to describe

The urge to bust through the ceiling

Stand, raise glass to the sky

Raise glass to the sky

I found the archives

At the school of design

Crowded cabinets of books

And so I went in, I was killing time

Turning pages frail with dust

I couldn’t help but smile

At the ideal shape and make up of things

Written like words divine

And I was struck by a feeling

It’s hard to describe

The urge to bust through the ceiling

Stars raise glass to the sky

Raise glass to the sky

Raise glass to the sky

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