| Lest we forget
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| The speed at which the world is turning
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| Careering through space and time
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| On her fatalistic journey
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| It scares me half to death
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| That we tear ourselves apart
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| A war of love or religion
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| Close your eyes to the screaming
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| Now are we pleased?
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| How are we free?
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| See how this obsession
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| Turns the love to anger
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| East calling west
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| Falling onto stony groud
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| We are lost in our vision
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| We are primitive and fearless
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| We send our message of confusion
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| Across the great divide
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| With our eyes full of wonder
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| Still the world goes spinning by Now are we pleased?
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| How are we free?
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| See how this obsession
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| Turns the love to anger
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| Love is where the dream should lie
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| It’s not for us to reason why
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| Or to ponder over strategy
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| So come with us and take a ride
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| Somewhere in the big blue sky
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| Before it’s too late, it’s too late, it’s too late
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| Hope you find it baby
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| What you’re lookin' for
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| Doesn’t really matter
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| If you’re rich or poor
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| 'Cause you’ve had your day
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| Yes you had your day
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| Now are we pleased?
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| How are we free?
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| See how this obsession?
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| Turns the love to anger |