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To reach the constellations and pacify the world |
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It's all we ever wanted from this cavalcade of spoils |
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But faking this democracy and shaking hands as one |
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When all is said and all is done, it doesn't change a thing |
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There's a burden on those people like the seas of Calcapone |
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Just a little misunderstanding from the days of kings and fairytales |
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And every time the future seems to tinker on the brink |
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Of clearing all the scum, you know it doesn't change a thing |
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But hope springs eternal in every child and every doorway |
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I can't wait now to see your time coming 'round |
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Hope springs eternal in every grain of every sand dune |
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In a DJ revolution, music makes the world |
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A soundtrack for the people who it makes them feel at home |
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And hanging in the city where the neon tells the time, you know |
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Everyone can see it now, it doesn't change a thing |
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Hope springs eternal in every child and every doorway |
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I can't wait now to see your time coming 'round |
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Hope springs eternal in every grain of every sand dune |
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Hope springs eternal in every child and every doorway |
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I can't wait now to see your time coming 'round |
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Hope springs eternal in every grain of every sand dune |
