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Out here, where we're living on the dark side of the day |
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Something's in our way, what is hard to say |
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Rushing in and out like players in a phantom band |
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Life is out of hand, as night falls on the land |
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Time will not begin, it's in your mind |
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(We'll get out when we get in) |
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Shadows on the wind they touch the sky |
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(We'll be walking on the wind) |
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We'll be walking on, the wind |
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(Walking on) |
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Guessing games are over we can't answer number one |
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We crawl and then we run and everything's been done |
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Laugh or cry; live or die, I been somewhere in between |
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The puissant and the king, still the crowd will sing |
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Time will not begin, it's in your mind |
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(We'll get out when we get in) |
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Shadows on the wind they touch the sky |
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(We'll be walking on the wind) |
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We'll be walking on, the wind |
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(Walking on) |
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To know it in your bones, that time will come to pass |
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Time will never save you from your past |
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Here we are living on the dark side of the day |
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Something's in our way, what is hard to say |
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The lost, the undiscovered will all be close at hand |
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When night falls on the land, all will understand |
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We will dance upon the water |
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We will walk upon the wind |
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We will tear down all the borders |
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Let the holy time begin |
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We will walk upon the wind |
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We will tear down all the borders |
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We will walk upon the wind |
