| Our hearts are in search of the light
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| Our goal is to keep holding tight
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| The ferries is let go, by the night
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| Our minds aren’t thinking the same
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| We look back on all that is lame
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| Our spotlight is waiting for fame
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| And the morning seems to far
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| As we fly across the sky
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| What it means is that we die
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| And the evening never ends
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| As we hold each others hands
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| We don’t need more
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| 'Cause we are loud
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| We are loud
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| We are loud, loud
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| We are loud
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| We are loud
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| We are loud, loud
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| The hope’s fading out with the sun
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| The silence is about to come
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| Our crowd is split up and we run
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| Our sources about to run dry
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| The noises are buried and hide
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| The finals are up and we tried
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| And the morning isn’t far
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| As we fly across the sky
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| What it means is that we die
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| And the evening comes to end
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| As we hold each others hands
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| We don’t need more
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| 'Cause we are loud
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| We are loud
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| We are loud, loud
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| We are loud
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| We are loud
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| We are loud, loud
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| Live the moment
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| Try, till we find, what is lost
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| Find the hope in time
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| Share what’s mine
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| And we’ll find
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| 'Cause we are loud
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| We are loud
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| We are loud, loud
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| We are loud
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| We are loud
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| We are loud, loud |