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(by Crowded House) |
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There is freedom within, there is freedom without |
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Try to catch the deluge in a paper cup |
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Theres a battle ahead, many battles are lost |
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But youll never see the end of the road |
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While youre travelling with me |
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Hey now, hey now |
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Dont dream its over |
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Hey now, hey now |
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When the world comes in |
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They come, they come |
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To build a wall between us |
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We know they wont win |
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Now Im towing my car, theres a hole in the roof |
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My possessions are causing me suspicion but theres no proof |
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In the paper today tales of war and of waste |
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But you turn right over to the t.v. page |
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Hey now, hey now |
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Dont dream its over |
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Hey now, hey now |
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When the world comes in |
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They come, they come |
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To build a wall between us |
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We know they wont win |
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Now Im walking again to the beat of a drum |
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And Im counting the steps to the door of your heart |
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Only shadows ahead barely clearing the roof |
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Get to know the feeling of liberation and relief |
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Hey now, hey now |
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Dont dream its over |
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Hey now, hey now |
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When the world comes in |
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They come, they come |
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To build a wall between us |
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Dont ever let them win |
