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Fear begin to turn around |
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I guess if everyone listens |
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In your heart someone's there |
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I'm sixty years old |
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There's no one left to fight. |
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With nothing left to say. |
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When you ? away |
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Seems the message is |
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Why does it really prove |
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Gotta serve the sun |
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Now you don't know |
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Then I don't suppose |
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That you chose to walk a straight road |
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When to listen or just let it go |
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Then you'll never know |
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And I don't suppose |
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Then you'll never know |
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That you chose to walk a straight road |
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Why does it really prove |
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When you ? away |
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Seems the message is |
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Gotta serve the sun |