| Fire burning from the outside to the inside out.
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| There’s a feeling leading, pleading.
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| Follow where it goes,
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| Excess baggage falling, crawling.
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| Throw it all away.
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| My redemption actual, factual.
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| Happening today.
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| Holding on, to everything we have.
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| Say goodbye to everything we love.
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| I, I, I believe,
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| That the fire is here today.
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| I, I, I believe,
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| Now the smoke in my eyes,
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| Has blown away. |
| (That the fire is here to stay)
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| Digging deeper there’s a well,
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| The years have tried to hide.
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| Blood red freedom in my veins,
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| Get ready for the ride.
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| Tide is turning, yearning, burning,
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| Urging us to go.
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| Freedom people moving, grooving,
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| Never turning back.
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| Feel it, feel it coming on.
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| Have some fear, 'cos the heat is on.
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| Watch it comming from the sky,
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| He’s riding in on his chariot of fire.
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| Feel it, feel it don’t give up.
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| We’re holding up this burning cup.
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| Hear it, hear it shake the ground,
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| The freedom people make their sound. |