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Floating down through the clouds |
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Memories come rushing up to meet me now. |
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In the space between the heavens |
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and in the corner of some foreign field |
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I had a dream. |
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I had a dream. |
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Good-bye Max. |
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Good-bye Ma. |
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After the service when to walking slowly to the car |
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And the silver in her hair shines in the cold November air |
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You hear the tolling bell |
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And touch the silk in your lapel |
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And as the tear drops rise to meet the comfort of the band |
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You take her frail hand |
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And hold on to the dream. |
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A place to stay |
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Enough to eat |
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Somewhere old heroes shuffle safely down the street |
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Where you can speak out loud |
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About your doubts and fears |
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And what's more no-one ever disappears |
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You never hear their standard issue kicking in your door. |
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You can relax on both sides of the tracks |
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And maniacs don't blow holes in bandsmen by remote control |
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And everyone has recourse to the law |
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And no-one kills the children anymore. |
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And no one kills the children anymore. |
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Night after night |
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Going round and round my brain |
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His dream is driving me insane. |
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In the corner of some foreign field |
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The gunner sleeps tonight. |
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What's done is done. |
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We cannot just write off his final scene. |
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Take heed of his dream. |
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Take heed |