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Stand before the new born kind |
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There is a song, taken far by the winds |
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A rhyme of poets, a melody |
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Wrapped in a dream |
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The elvensong has gone, to another realm |
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Stand before the new born kind |
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As young and fresh as the |
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Spring in bloom |
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The song is telling stories |
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Every little is a gain |
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Tells of joy, it tells of pain |
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Pathfinders...searching for new scents |
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We are pathfinders! |
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Rulers of a reign without throne and crown "Thou will shall be done!" beyond our bounds |
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Wondering, seeking and roaming the unbeaten paths |
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Face future learning from the past |
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Lay down no bounds to the things you can do |
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Everything's in your hand, look up to the |
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Moon All we are gathering, shall we not fall |
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We'll hold (we'll hold on) we will meet again |
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This time my dear old friend |
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Singing our song, we went abreast |
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We plunged into a deeply cloven track |
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May the stars shine |
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Upon the end of road, now you can't tide |
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Stand before the new born kind |
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As young and fresh as the |
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Spring in bloom |
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The song is telling stories |
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Every little is a gain |
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Tells of joy, it tells of pain |
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Pathfinders...searching for emotions |
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We are pathfinders! |
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Rulers of a reign without throne and crown "Thou will shall be done!" beyond our bounds |
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Wondering, seeking and roaming the unbeaten paths |
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Face future learning from the past |
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Lay down no bounds to the things you can do |
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Everything's in your hand, look up to the |
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Moon All we are gathering, shall we not fall |
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We'll hold (we'll hold on) we will meet again |
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This time my dear old friend |
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If you can't express what you feel within |
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Remember not only words can speak |
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If a pen killed more than sword |
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Let this tune be your own word! |
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A new journey begins each time (hear my call) |
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You draw lotsfor new things to find |
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We are willing to endure the chance |
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Lay down no bounds... [Solos: Aydan, Jarpen] |