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Too long in trouble, I wish it would end. |
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Could we live side by side, could we be friends? |
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We're not all the same, I know this is true. |
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But I am just me, and you are just you. |
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We tell our own lives, we live all thus. |
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The old dreams don't die, the memories last. |
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But to die for a dream, is such a tragic romance. |
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Prejudice and pride, a dangerous dance. |
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Oh hear the pipes playing, take up your stance. |
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And our children will pay for our dangerous dance. |
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And the best part of reason, gets lost in time. |
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Not just off old books, it's still in our eyes. |
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And there's beauty in old books, when there's truth on the page. |
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And when we're all gone, what will the books say? |
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Oh hear the pipes playing, take up your stance. |
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And our children will pay for our dangerous dance. |
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Oh hear the pipes playing, take up your stance. |
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And our children will pay for our dangerous dance. |
