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Across the sand under a crescent moon |
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In celebration of our fears |
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And rumors circulating in the street |
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The candle burns, the world awaits |
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We ask, is this some kind of victory? |
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Where is the dream? |
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Where is the sanity? |
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As crying echoes down the corridors |
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The child comes running to his mother's arms |
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And all the things |
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I hold so dear to me |
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I love my wife, |
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I love my family |
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We ask, is this some kind of victory? |
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Where is the dream? |
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Where is the sanity? |
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Raise up your heads and voices |
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The promise of beyond |
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With courage, face the moment |
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Remember who you are |
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A frightened people losing dignity |
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The shadow of an island in their minds |
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While fools are bent on making history |
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With nothing gained, is this our destiny? |
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We ask, is this some kind of victory? |
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Where is the dream? |
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Where is the sanity? |
