| Another hand has turned
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| Across the face of time
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| Reaching out somewhere beyond
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| We’re on the outside
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| Looking back at you
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| There’s so much more to black and white
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| No more heroes they’re left behind
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| Silent running
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| Turned full circle a high in the sky
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| Watching waiting
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| It’s up to you to see it through
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| It’s up to you to see it through
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| And if you’re new, you’ll see it through
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| And if you’re new, you’ll see it through
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| Free the memories, images are formed
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| Lightning switch across the lens
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| The line of forces travels in material waves
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| The spirit the crowded sometimes sense
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| One dimension, real world and the stage
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| Communication
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| Take advances as though men were more
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| Changing tempo
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| It’s up to you to see it through
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| It’s up to you to see it through
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| And if you’re new, you’ll see it through
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| And if you’re new, you’ll see it through
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| Together now we know we are
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| Togethet we are
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| Together what we speak we see
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| Together we see |