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Is there a sun there in your hand? |
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A little light that battles with itself |
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Is there a message in the sand,that tells me how to set the world in flames? |
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Do people cry or is it rain? |
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Do we care... do we count the stains? |
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When will the sunrise stay a day? |
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Laugh and shine, or is it all the same? |
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THE DEADSO |
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LIVINGAND |
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OR ABSENT |
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FRIENDSSo tell me... fools and trubadours, can a simple stream grow into a flood? |
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A beggar man, become a president? |
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And a sip of wine be shared... and thick as blood? |
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Idols, gods... |
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Dictators and divine,is this the path where blind men lead the blind? |
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What is love, but only a dream...? |
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Those pains and pures were meatn to set us free! |
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When time is gone, the page is turned |
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The door is closed and all is done and said |
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The band has played... the spotlight's burned |
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ALL THAT'S |
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LEFT AREPS |
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ALMS FOR T |
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HE DEAD |
