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Jurassic Park is back, science be damned: 90 Seconds on The Verge

I used to think that I could not go on and life was nothing but a prehistoric song, but now I know the meaning of true love. I'm leaning on the T-Rex's arms.

If I can see it, then I can do it. If I just believe it, there's nothing to it. I believe I can fly. I believe I can touch the sky. I think about it every night and day. Spread my wings and eat people. I believe I can soar. I see me running through that science laboratory. I believe I can fly. I believe I can fly. I believe I can fly.


See I was on The Verge™ of breaking down. Sometimes silence can seem so loud. There are miracles in life I must achieve, but first I know it starts inside of me, oh.

If I can see it, then I can be it. If I just believe it, there's nothing to it. Hey, cause I believe in me, oh. If I can see it, then I can do it. If I just believe it, there's nothing to it. Hey, if I just spread my wings. I can fly. I can fly. I can fly, hey. If I just spread my wings. I can fly-eye-eye-eye. Hum, fly-eye-eye.

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Hosted by Nathan Cykiert. Written by Ross Miller and Nathan Cykiert. Video Production by Zach Goldstein.