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So here's to what we do best |
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you'll never here this about the rest |
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but, it seems like times are changing |
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so i guess i'll start explaining |
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give it to me nice and slow |
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and then, i'll teach you everything i know |
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can you hear it? |
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can you hear it calling? |
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raise the mast and set the sail. |
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we'll carve a path, we'll start a trail. |
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keep the cannons ready |
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because i can not see what is up ahead. |
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the choirs singing reckless nonsense |
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the words assemble answers in our heads |
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and i have hope of coming home |
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so let me defend your honor |
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and i will give you my name |
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my valor grows with exuberance |
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and now our souls are sustained |
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and to this cosmic correction |
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of our undying dreams |
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and we'll let fate play it's part |
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as well pull ties from the seems |
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can you hear it? |
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can you hear it calling? |
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raise the mast and set the sail. |
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we'll carve a path, we'll start a trail. |
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keep the cannons ready |
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because i can not see what is up ahead. |
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have you solved this riddle? |
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decipher my rhyme. |
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the universe works easier; |
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when you keep it in mind. |
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the choirs singing reckless nonsense |
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the words assemble answers in our heads |
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and i have hope of coming home |
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the choirs singing reckless nonsense |
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(the stars they tell me the message) |
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the words assemble answers in our heads |
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(that tomorrow is finally here) |
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and i have hope of coming home |
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have you solved this riddle? |
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decipher my rhyme. |
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the universe works easier; |
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when you keep it in mind |