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"You don't see me", Keane:

Like beautiful dawns, all made up and bright;
Radiant people, in splintering light
All moving at the speed of life
Reflecting in each others' eyes
But you're moving so fast
Through this beautiful scene
You don't see me
You don't see me
Oh truly we are, a fortunate few; Who turn on your axis, revolve around you;All spinning outwards from your sun;Passing your reflection on;In your hurry to grasp;Everything you see;You don't see me;You don't see me;You don't see me;No, you don't see me;Such a beautiful view;I guess you've seen it all;But you You see nothing at all;Such a beautiful view;Shining so bright;Shining so bright;So bright;All moving at the speed of life;Reflecting in each others' eyes;But you're moving with such irresistible speed;You don't see me;You don't see me;You don't see me;No, you don't see me;No, you don't see me........