| The old bum — over there — holds a sign saving
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| The only way for you to live — never stop trying
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| A little boy — hands a note — over to me
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| The message there — on that note — is simple and clear
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| Don’t ever leave the path — you have been walking on
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| Don’t ever change — your ways, your ways — of getting alone
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| No chance for you — to escape — from your destination
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| Choose between good and bad — and make your own decision
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| Just be true — to yourself — and things will be coming
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| Don’t ever try — to make them, to make them — smile at you
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| For in return they’ll turn their backs on you
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| A prophecy — that’s what I say
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| And you’ll find out — some day
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| A chosen one — that’s what you are
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| Some day you’re bound to find your way
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| You will fight — in a world — that don’t seem real
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| You’ll have to fight in that world — you don’t believe in
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| Don’t you try to resist for things will be coming
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| Hit by a car — in the streets of deserted town
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| Wake up in dreams wondering — where you’re around
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| #A voice keeps calling
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| I will be lord of this land
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| I will be ruler of this land
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| No one can stop me anyway
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| This will all be mine some day
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| And you can’t run away
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| Away from your destiny
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| You just can’t deny
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| The part you’re bound to play
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| Run — Run — Run
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| Run but you can’t get away —
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| Run but you won’t change your fate —
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| Don’t try hide away — I’ll wait for you some day |