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Eyes closed memories rushing in |
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Longing for freedom and the way things were then |
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No concern for what tomorrow would bring |
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Working to create our machine |
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Life is short and time is ever moving |
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Living for the moment |
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Fate in our hands |
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Time's shifting sands |
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Places we have been |
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We'll do it all again |
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Fate in our hands |
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Times come to leave this place |
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Venturing into the night's cold embrace |
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Unaware of what lies ahead |
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Refusing to dwell on that which we dread |
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Life is short and time is ever moving |
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Living for the moment |
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Fate in our hands |
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Time's shifting sands |
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Places we have been |
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We'll do it all again |
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Fate in our hands |
