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There's a natural mystic blowing through the air |
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And if you listen carefully now you will hear |
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This could be the first trumpet |
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It might as well be the last |
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Many more will have to suffer |
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Many more will have to die |
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I don't tell no lie |
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Things are not the way they used to be |
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One and all have to face reality now |
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No one tries to find the answers |
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To all the questions they ask |
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Though I know it's impossible |
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To go on living through the past |
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I don't tell no lie |
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There's a natural mystic blowing through the air |
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And if you listen carefully now you will hear |
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This could be the first trumpet |
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It might as well be the last |
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Many more will have to suffer |
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And many more will have to die |
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I don't tell no lie |
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There's a natural mystic blowing through the air |
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Blowing, blowing through the air |
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Blowing, blowing through the air |
