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A thousand points of light |
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Are flowing through the streets |
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Painting streaks and streams |
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Of light upon our feet |
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You cannot take a single step |
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Without these colors covering our cheeks |
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And all these fading dreams |
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Are coral in the trees |
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The slumber town is smoked |
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The capital's on fire |
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The slumber town is smoked |
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The capital's on fire |
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We cannot take a single step |
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Without these ashes covering our feet |
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And all these failing dreams |
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Are burning in the streets |
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So take the hand that guides your shoulder |
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And walk into the wall |
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All this town is underwater |
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Are hearts are finally thawed |