| Come let the spires all sing
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| Go reach for the star
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| And see what you find
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| My bold and ambitious young fool
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| The dawn of the trouble you’ll bring
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| scene yesterday
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| Found your corner of the sky
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| Run free alive
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| God bless the US of A
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| Well that’s what they all seem to say
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| When victory has long gone
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| The lie is still waiting
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| The ribbons and trophies
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| Lazy days under the sun
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| The dreams that have yet to become
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| And all of those songs you’ve not yet sung
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| So come
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| Walk with me down streets of rain
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| Long gone
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| The tears of a child that weeps
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| So lets dry those cheeks
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| As cold as the world is outside
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| But wait and hide
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| It’s only goodbye till I see you again
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| So close your eyes
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| My only one
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| Well everything has come undone
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| Well there’s bandits diving out of the sun
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| Vow
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| Lift up your head and be proud
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| Once when the spring came anew
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| Forgive us our sons
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| For leaving you here in the wake of Hiroshima’s blues
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| Embracing now lost are our two
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| For we are the ghosts of the dead
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| All the lost souls who never returned the call
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| Waits at the foot of the steps
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| Well some kind of Mercedes-Benz
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| To carry us down to where the river ends
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| So come
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| And run with me down streets of rain
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| Long gone
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| The tears of a child that weeps
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| And tales to sleep
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| As cold as the world inside
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| But wait and hide
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| It’s only goodbye till I see you again
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| Till I see you again
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| So lift up your head and be proud |