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Fair, they shine through the burning zone - |
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The rainbow gleams of a world unknown, |
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There are veils that lift, there are bars that fall, |
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There are lights that beacon, and winds that call, |
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There are hurrying feet, and we dare not wait, |
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For the hour is on us, |
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The circling hour of the flaming gate |
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Oh Children of Time |
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Children of Time |
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The music calls and the gates unclose, |
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Onward and onward the wild way goes, |
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O fading phantoms of pain and mirth, |
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We die in the bliss of a new birth |
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Of fading loves, |
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Fading loves of the old green Earth |
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Children of Time |
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To follow to seek to dare |
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Step by step in the evening air |
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Children of Time |
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Fair, they shine through the burning zone, |
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The rainbow gleams of a world unknown, |
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Fair, they shine through the burning zone, |
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The rainbow gleams |
