| We follow our instince, we’re livin’in between,
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| The struggle of the races continues on the scene.
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| A million miles above us the spirit is unseen,
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| Beyond our small horizon it’s got a perfect dream.
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| Bridge/ Chorus:
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| We travel through the ages, we follow our dreams
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| But the spirit of a free world is the final dream.
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| The sun, the wind and water all we really need,
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| We waste our time to satisfy our greed.
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| Bridge/Chrous:
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| We travel through the ages, the world remains obscene
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| But the spirit of a free world is the final dream.
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| We’re about to lose control now, the prophecy is clear,
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| Does it help to sigh and hope with sentimental fear?
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| S.O.S. |
| no more lifeboats here.
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| If I could ask the maker about the master plan
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| Could he give an answer, would I understand?
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| Bridge/ Chorus:
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| Our ignorance will drive us on, the world remains obscene
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| But the spirit of a free world is the final dream. |