| Heavenly skies of fate
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| Restore the silver gleam
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| To this rusted lot that borrows gloom
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| Let the sun fill our eyes with gold again
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| As we age among the towers
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| Carry me away
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| To familiar places
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| Raise my spirits high
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| So I’m strong with change
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| Miracles
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| We will remember
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| Miracles
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| We will remember
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| Taken away the pace that longs to be forgotten
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| The glass ponds feed the morrow
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| So take me back to the place I call home
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| Carry me away
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| To familiar places
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| Raise my spirits high
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| So I’m strong with change
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| Miracles
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| We will remember
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| Miracles
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| We will remember
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| Let the sun fill our eyes with gold again
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| As we age among the towers
|
| Carry me away
|
| To familiar places
|
| Raise my spirits high
|
| So I’m strong with change
|
| Miracles
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| We will remember
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| Miracles
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| We will remember |