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Hands touching hands |
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Through a curtain that no longer stands |
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Sister and brother embracing each other |
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It's tumbling down, ohhh |
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Light from both sides |
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Is changing political tides |
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It's turning from clashes to keepsakes and ashes |
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It's tumbling down |
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Watch as we waltz in the sand |
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On this no-man's land |
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See our world turn around |
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Watch it come tumbling down |
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And through it all |
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The watchtowers and garrisons fall |
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Machine guns and fire, the tanks and barbed wire |
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Come tumbling down |
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And in the end |
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Watch as we spend |
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These moments together, while notions forever |
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Come tumbling down |
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Watch as we waltz in the sand |
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On this no-man's land |
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See our world turn around |
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Watch it come tumbling down, ohhh |
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Mmmmmmh... |
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Mmmmmmh... |
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Machine guns and fire |
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This concrete messiah |
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Comes tumbling down. |