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Years pass by, |
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the hours bend |
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I am deeply inside myself, and I'm |
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moving and thinking again |
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Of all the people, |
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Of days gone by, forgotten times |
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Of all the people, |
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all round me moving slowly and laughing and crying |
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Living and dying is easy, |
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when time fades away |
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The people of tomorrow |
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are the children of today |
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Can't be denied, no |
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Can't be denied, no |
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It can't be denied, no |
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It can't be denied |
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Slow hand's folding |
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Move the mind |
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The children growing |
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faster, a sign of the time |
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A sign of the time, |
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the reason to ask where I am |
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Got a halo of gold and a black cloud |
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and I believe that I am stuck in this place where I stand |
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Living and dying is easy, |
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when time fades away |
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The people of tomorrow |
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are the children of today |
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It can't be denied, no |
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It can't be denied, no |
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It can't be denied, no |
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It can't be denied, no |
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Can't be denied |
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Can't be denied, no |
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Can't be denied |
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Can't be denied, no |