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Pray to they future |
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Look to the past |
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Face the accuser |
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Freeze in our tracks |
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When so many children |
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Have fallen from grace |
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The doors should be open |
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No scorn or disgrace |
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Keys have been stolen |
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Treasure is lost |
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Lesson is golden |
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Hearts have been crossed |
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So here's to the heroes |
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Come one and come all |
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Without them, well, who knows? |
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Who knows at all? |
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In these days of no trust |
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Evermore hostility |
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We're all living |
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Under the same old sky |
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'Cause we're all living |
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We're telling the same old lie |
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In these days |
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In these days |
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In these days of no trust |
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And music recorded |
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Might influence dreams |
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But headlines are courted |
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By stretch limousines |
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Pictures of plenty |
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Stuck to the walls |
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For heads that are empty |
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Brains on the floor |
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Can't take any more, no |
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Someone is shouting |
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Revolution is here |
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But he'll climb any mountain |
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Fr his selfish career |
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The truth's not a curtain |
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To be drawn back and forth |
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It's a flame that keep burning |
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Everlasting torch |
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In these days of no trust |
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Evermore hostility |
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We're all living |
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Under the same old sky |
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'Cause we're all living |
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We're telling the same old lie |
|
In these days |
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In these days |
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In these days of no trust |
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Evermore hostility |
|
We're all living |
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Under the same old sky |
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'Cause we're all living |
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We're telling the same old lie |
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Everybody |
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In these days of no trust |
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In these days |
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In these days of no trust |
