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If there isn't light when no one sees |
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Then how can I know what you might believe? |
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A story told that can't be real |
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Somehow must reflect the truth we feel, yeah |
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Fade away, fade away |
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Vanish into small |
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Fade away, fade away |
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Break the crystal ball - OH! |
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It's the sign |
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Feels like the time! |
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On a small world, west of wonder |
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Somewhere, nowhere all |
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There's a rainbow that will shimmer |
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When the summer falls |
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If an echo darts in dancer |
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When it hears a certain song |
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Then the beast is free to wander |
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But never is seen around |
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And it's the Sign of the Southern Cross |
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It's the Sign of the Southern Cross |
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All right |
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Sail away |
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To the sign |
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Oh |
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From the book, the word is spoken |
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Whispers from forgotten psalms |
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Gather all around the young ones |
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They will make us strong |
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Reach above your dreams of pleasure |
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Given life to those who died |
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Look beyond your own horizons |
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Sail the ship of signs |
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And it's the Sign of the Southern Cross |
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It's the Sign of the Southern Cross |
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Fade away, fade away |
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Break the crystal ball |
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Fade away, fade away |
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I can't accept it anymore |
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On a real world, west of wonder |
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Somewhere, nowhere all |
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There's a rainbow, see it shimmer |
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When the summer falls |
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From the book, the word is spoken |
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Whispers from forgotten psalms |
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Gather all around the young ones |
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They will make us strong! |
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It's the Sign of the Southern Cross |
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It's the Sign of the Southern Cross |
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Don't live for pleasure |
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Make life your treasure |
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Fade away! |
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Eight miles high, about to fall |
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And no one there to catch you |
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Look for the sign, the time |
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The Sign of the Southern Cross, yeah |
