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You'll be running out of miracles |
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Like I'm running out of dreams |
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Madness lurking into my left |
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Angels faint in front of me |
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And I see eyes to the right |
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I hear a promise resound |
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Gold and diamonds, love and fame |
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And music meant to remain |
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You've been dying for glory |
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You've been looking for love |
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Why don't we read the signs |
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When we're about to get lost |
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A seeker enthralled by a flame |
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Eventually home to his pain |
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The Great Unbeloved |
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You reach for the final stage |
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Hey man in your hideaway |
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Where do we go from here |
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Heroes in the tragedy |
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Down-home just a memory |
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Where do we go |
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When the world gets in the way |
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Way down to the hide away |
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Afflatus Divine! Your hands |
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And a wicked symphony |
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Hey now to the hideaway |
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Lock up the rain for a wicked symphony |
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Don't you give up on your emotions |
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Don't you abandon your despair |
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If you deny what you desire |
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This will have been just a mystery play |
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There'll be nowhere to go |
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Just oblivion, we're so close to reach out |
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Close to fall, make up or break up or crawl |
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You are striving for beauty |
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For a song to remain |
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A final touch and the spirit you have cited |
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Holds on to the reins |
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I feel how I'm losing my ground |
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A dancer enthralled by a sound |
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The smoke clears away |
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I'll reach for the final stage |
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Hey man in your hideaway |
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Where do we go from here |
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Heroes in the tragedy |
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Down-home just a memory |
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Where do we go |
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When the world gets in the way |
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Way down to the hide away, afflatus Divine! |
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Your hands and a wicked symphony |
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Hey now to the hideaway |
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Lock up the rain for a wicked symphony |
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Oh I can hear it, I can hear it |
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Oh I can hear it, I,I,I,I... |
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I can hear it, yeah |
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I'm dying for a sign |
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You can turn your face away |
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can pretend you don't hear it |
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How long have you been begging on your knees |
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And now that you're near it |
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Won't you be damned if you defy what you're given |
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Mercury of salvation |
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The colors for the eyes of the world |
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We'll be kings for generations |
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Hey man in your hideaway |
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Where do we go from here |
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Heroes in the tragedy |
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Down-home just a memory |
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Where do we go |
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When the world gets in the way |
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Way down to the hide away |
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Afflatus Divine! |
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Your hands and a wicked symphony |
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Hey now to the hideaway |
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Lock up the rain for a wicked symphony |