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Time and tide, |
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Are the dreams that come and go, |
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They wait for no man on the shore. |
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Should you step, |
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In the same dark river twice, |
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Let it wash the sins away, |
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Is there time at hand, |
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With so much to say? |
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And I know, it's a different world today, |
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And I know, to another God we pray, |
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And I know, we're in different worlds today. |
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Here I stand, |
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My philosophy held high, |
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Like a preacher in a foreign land. |
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And here we walk, |
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In the wilderness of sands, |
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With the prophet and the holy man. |
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Is there time at hand, |
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With so much to say? |
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And I know, it's a different world today, |
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And I know, to another God we pray, |
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And I know, we're in different worlds today, |
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And I know, it's a different world today. |
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They're burning the Book, they're burning the faith, |
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Our dream will be over, |
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Let's wake from the sleep, a legion we'll be, |
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To live forever. |
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I know I as wrong, I have to put it right, |
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I just can't let it slip away, |
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'Cause it's a different world today. |
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Different world, different world, different world today, |
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Is it a better world today? |