| East and West stare each other down
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| Opposing sides of a divided town
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| Like soldiers frozen in the coldest war
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| They’ve forgotten what they’re fighting for
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| I keep to my side and see
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| The moon watching over you and me
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| When you dream? |
| Do you keep up the fight
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| You’re deaf to my footsteps in the middle of the night
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| 3000 steps in the dark
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| 3000 steps across the park
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| 3000 steps, I walk some more
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| 3000 footsteps to your door
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| When I hit the Reservoir
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| It’s then I know that I don’t have far
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| When I hit Madison
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| You’re about to know just why I’ve come
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| 3000 steps to have my sway
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| 3000 steps on feet of clay
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| 3000 steps so close so far
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| 3000 steps to Central Park
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| I will walk through meadows of sheep
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| Towards you hidden in the shadows of sleep
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| I will walk through Strawberry Fields
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| Each step another sign of what I feel
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| You and I stare each other down
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| Opposing sides of a divided crown
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| As I fight through the civil war
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| We remember what’s worth fighting for
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| 3000 steps to heaven and hell
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| 3000 steps forget about 12
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| 3000 steps might as well be the moon
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| 3000 steps between me and you |