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You may speak to the heart of a crowd |
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But your words won't always be graceful |
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This show is a beautiful thing |
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But we're all in a season of changing |
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Forget what you know |
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The things you try to control |
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You've got to let go |
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The whole world's talking to you |
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But you're lost |
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When will you listen |
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Love is waiting for you patiently |
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When you start to listen |
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Your skin will grow old |
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Your body will slow |
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There's no hope in escaping |
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The institution will fold |
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And go down in a hole |
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With all your good intentions |
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Forget what you know |
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Everything that you control |
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You've got to let go |
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The whole world's talking to you |
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But you're lost |
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When will you listen |
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Love is waiting for you patiently |
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When you start to listen |
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Son, what's spoken |
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Was born in peace |
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The whole world's talking to you |
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But you're lost |
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When will you listen |
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Love is waiting for you patiently |
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When you start to listen |
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The whole world's talking to you |
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But you're lost |
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When will you listen |
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Love is waiting for you patiently |
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When you start to listen |
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Forget what you know |
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Everything that you control |
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You've got to let go |
