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Nobody is talking about the hazy sky |
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'Have the mountains gotten smaller |
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Or is the water getting high?' |
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There's a light up on the hill, |
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illuminating glow |
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I think I want to go |
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But the light that keeps on burning |
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Is on the same page you've been turning |
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Ignorance for some is just a way of life |
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There is no message I am sending |
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just this thought process I own |
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It's time to take it home |
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Looking at the valley |
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where everybody grinds |
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I understand the purpose |
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but there is no end in sight |
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There's a little voice inside |
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that tells us what to do |
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How did we get this screwed? |
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But the light that keeps on burning |
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Is on the same page you've been turning |
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Ignorance for some is just a way of life |
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There is no message I am sending |
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just this thought process I own |
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It's time to take it home |
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Take it home |
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'We now return you to the music of |
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Raman Raquello playing for you |
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in the Maderian Room of the Park Plaza Hotel |
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situated in downtown New York.' |
