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A distant bell that won't stop ringingthe long night won't defeat my soulevery day i hear sweet hearts singinghold on till i reach that goalare the percepts by which i standset in stone, solid rock, or just sand?there is more to learn than i aim forso much under the sun i should play forbefore i'm taken inbefore they take me intime stops when you find that feelingyou're right back where it once begunwatching the distances disappearingice blocks in the midday sunneed a new linea different plangot the whole of the day in my handsthere is more to learn than i aim forso much under the sun i should play forthere is more to learn than i've aimed forso much under the sun i should claim forbefore i'm taken inbefore they take me inbefore i'm taken inbefore you take me in |
