[00:16.81]Chimes sing Sunday morn
[00:21.24]Today's the day she's sworn
[00:25.72]To steal what she never could own
[00:30.33]And race from this hole she calls home
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[00:40.17]Now you're at the wheel
[00:44.03]Tell me how, how does it feel?
[00:48.96]So good to have equalised
[00:53.55]To lift up the lids of your eyes
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[01:02.40]As the mile they disappear
[01:07.28]See land begin to clear
[01:12.23]Free from the filth and the scum
[01:16.13]This American satelites won
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[01:26.11]She'll carry on through it all
[01:29.82]She's a waterfall
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[01:35.34]She'll carry on through it all
[01:39.02]She's a waterfall
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[01:44.63]See the steeple pine
[01:49.16]The hills as old as time
[01:53.81]Soon to be put to the test
[01:57.94]To be whipped by the winds of the west
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[02:07.79]Stands on shifting sands
[02:12.19]The scales held in her hands
[02:16.71]The wind it just whips her away
[02:21.39]And fills up her brigantine sails
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[02:30.96]She'll carry on through it all
[02:34.44]She's a waterfall
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[02:40.43]She'll carry on through it all
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[02:43.86]She's a waterfall
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