I’m looking for a shift in the variation.

It’s dark outside.
So take me inside and underground.
Show me something new.
The world’s full of the riches that we are all fighting for.
I can’t wait to see them.
Show me the underground lights.
I have never been.
Take my hand and show me something I’ve never seen.
Warm me up in this cold bed,
But keep the table lamp on.
I want to see your face in the pale light reflected on the wall.

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