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Transcribed by ed luskey |
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Nobody knows about what's going on, |
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With the world and the steel, |
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The flesh and the bone. |
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River keeps flowing and the grass still grows, |
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And the spirit keeps going, nobody knows. |
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Poets they come and the poets they go, |
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Politicians and preachers they all claim to know. |
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The words that are written and the melody's played, |
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As the years turn their pages, they all start to fade. |
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The oceans still move with the moon and the sky, |
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The grass still grows on the hillside. |
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Got to believe in believing, |
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Got to believe in a dream, |
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Freedom is ever deceiving, |
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Never turning out to be what it seems. |
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It's amazing how fast our lives go by, |
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Like the flash of the lightning or the blink of an eye. |
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We all fall in love, and we fall into life, |
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We look for the truth on the edge of a knife. |
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Heavens turn around the river still flows, |
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Spirit keeps going, nobody knows. |
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Words that are written and melody's played, |
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As the years turn their pages, it all start to fade. |
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Oceans still move with the moon and the sky, |
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The grass still grows on the hillside. |
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Got to believe in believing, |
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Got to believe in a dream, |
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Freedom is ever deceiving, |
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Never turning out to be what it seems. |
