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Trixter |
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Hear |
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Road Of A Thousand Dreams |
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Some live the life. |
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The lap of luxury. |
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Where everything goes right. |
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But some live so painfully. |
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Another day, another fight. |
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And they hear the screams of salvation, |
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Calling from the heart with an open hand. |
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Day after day desolation. |
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Still there's hope for those who believe. |
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Down the road of a thousand dreams. |
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Where the beggars and the choosers, |
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Find their destiny can be saved, |
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By the light of faith, |
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That everyone can see. |
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Down the road of a thousand dreams. |
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Time passes by, |
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And all that's left behind, |
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And the days of eternity. |
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There's no souvenirs. |
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Still the statue stands, |
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Bleeding scars of humility. |
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And they hear the screams of salvation. |
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Calling from the heart with an open hand. |
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Day after day desolation. |
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Still there's hope for those who believe. |
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Down the road of a thousand dreams. |
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Where the beggars and the choosers, |
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Find their destiny can be saved, |
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By the light of faith, |
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That everyone can see. |
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Down the road of a thousand dreams. |
