| Now we’ve come to the age
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| Where the splendour fades
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| And we can look behind drooping facades
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| The glossy front’s just fake
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| The firm base breaks, as this doomed world slowly decays
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| Illusions fly high
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| Nothing we don’t try
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| To build up fantasies we can believe
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| The dance on dragon’s jaws
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| In reach of its claws, destroys the little we could retrieve
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| We have resigned to our fate
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| Afraid that our time is up now
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| Though it’s not quite too late
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| If we take to action now
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| We see no future, just today’s endured
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| And tomorrow is smoke in the wind
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| We dance, sing and play
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| 'Cause we feel the strain of living at the end of our time
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| We have resigned to our fate
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| Afraid that our time is up now
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| Though it’s not quite too late
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| If we take to action now
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| Our legacy
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| Fades and melts away
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| 'Cause tomorrow may not ever be
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| So we dance and sing, try to bear the thought
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| Of approaching the end of our time
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| Our legacy
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| Fades and melts away
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| 'Cause tomorrow may not ever be
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| So we dance and sing, play the game’s return
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| 'Cause tomorrow may not ever be
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| Our legacy
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| Fades and melts away
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| 'Cause tomorrow may not ever be
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| So we dance and sing, play the game’s return
|
| 'Cause tomorrow may not ever be
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| Our legacy
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| Fades and melts away
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| 'Cause tomorrow may not ever be
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| So we dance and sing, play the game’s return
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| 'Cause tomorrow may not ever be |