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The kingdom was far away |
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Down by the sea |
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Where mountains come out of the sky |
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All the kids laughing and playing around |
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When fire burned down the horizon |
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Now all the forgotten are standing in line |
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They missed the train to the high lands |
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Where rivers of green under skies of blue |
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Still keep the secrets of freedom |
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Mountains come out of the sky |
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And they are standing there |
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Rivers of green floating down to become |
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The source of freedom |
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When they had their windows |
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Wide waiting for the rain |
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Watching T |
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V, waiting for a day to come |
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Do the leaves of green stay greener |
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Than in autumn |
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Bringing out visions |
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Of long forgotten yesterdays |
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Living our life like flowers in concrete |
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The sun doesn't shine anymore |
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So come on and open the door |
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Revealing the dreams |
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Dreamed once on this place |
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Mountains come out of the sky |
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And they are standing there |
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Rivers of green floating down to become |
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The source of freedom |
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When they had their windows |
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Wide waiting for the rain |
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Watching T |
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V, waiting for the day to come |
