| Keep the fire burning in your eyes
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| Pay attention to the open sky
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| You never know what will be coming down
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| I don’t remember losing track of you
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| You’re always dancing in and out of view
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| I must have thought you would always be around
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| Always keeping things real by playing the clown
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| Now you’re nowhere to be found
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| I don’t know what happens when people die
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| Can’t seem to grasp it as hard as I try
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| It’s like a song I hear playing right in my ear
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| But I can’t sing, I can’t help listening
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| I can’t help feeling stupid standing around
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| Crying is the easier down
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| Cause I know that you would rather we’d be dancing
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| Dancing our sorrow away
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| No matter what fate throws in your way
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| Just do the steps that you’ve been shown
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| By everyone you’ve ever known
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| Until the dance becomes your very own
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| No matter how close to yours
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| Another’s steps have grown
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| In the end there is one dance you’ll do alone
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| Keep a fire for the human race
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| Let your prayers go drifting into space
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| You never know what will be coming down
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| Perhaps a better world is drawing near
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| Just as easy it could all disappear
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| Along with whatever meaning you might have found
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| Don’t let the uncertainty turn you around
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| Go on and make a joyful sound
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| Into a dancer you have grown
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| From a seed somebody else has thrown
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| Go on ahead and throw some seeds of your own
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| And somewhere between the time you arrive
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| And the time you go May lie a reason you were alive
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| But you’ll never know |