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See the words appear on the wall |
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There for every man who's standing tall |
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This water's pure, the well is so deep |
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The only treasure that a man can keep |
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Miles to go, and I feel the weight |
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Of these chains that I create |
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As I climb to the top of the hill |
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It draws me still |
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And I can't look back |
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The heart keeps on burning |
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Oh, wheels, wheels, don't slow down |
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My soul keeps on yearning |
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Oh, wheels, wheels, roll me homeward bound |
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I'm looking through the eyes of a child |
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Like the innocent and unbeguiled |
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From the east, and far to the west |
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Soldiers conquer in a royal quest |
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One by one, as the seasons change |
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I press on in a world so strange |
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As I climb to the top of the hill |
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It draws me still |
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And I won't look back |
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The heart keeps on burning |
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Oh, wheels, wheels, don't slow down |
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My soul keeps on yearning |
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Oh, wheels, wheels, roll me homeward bound |
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We are marching in time |
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To the reason and rhyme |
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As the glory of youth starts to fade |
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There's no burden to bear |
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For a debt that is already paid |
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The heart keeps on burning |
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Oh, wheels, wheels, don't slow down |
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My soul keeps on yearning |
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Oh, wheels, wheels, roll me homeward bound |