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Seen the ways of the old |
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Hung around |
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With the newbies |
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Out in the cold |
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For matters and reasons now long gone |
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I'm told |
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Bold moves souls sold |
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And you wish you were special |
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Each passing day |
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Hey you visitors |
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And the sons of the mother |
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Let me sing you a song |
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A melody from a tear |
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Carved out of fear |
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They are gathered into my heart |
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Count the moment |
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A leap over a gorge |
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Lash the whip if you must |
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But remember |
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Gentlemen are known to talk and walk |
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This centered path took 'em home |
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Where the father and the unknown are known |
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To disappear |
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From the yearning thoughts of men |
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We never caved |
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All the souls were saved |
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Just to be bold |
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So should you |
