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I am adrift |
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In the wind, in the streets |
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I came undone |
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Where the ground and tunnels meet |
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And my mind is receiving all the unuttered dreams of the people crowding my mind with their scattered hopes and desires and my mind is receiving all the unuttered dreams of the people crowding my mind pushing out all reflection and soft-spoken words of belief |
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Have you ever had the feeling |
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Speaking is the meaning |
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Not the words? |
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Resonating on a common band |
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Resonating all across the land |
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All together now |
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That sound is freedom of the mind |
