| Still you see fire, you say
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| The endless course of ages
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| Our bleeding souls are getting weak
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| These loving birds, now they
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| Are lost inside their cages
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| Their songs of joy are running dry
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| What is the consequence?
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| Where are we now?
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| Where are we going to?
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| No, I didn ́t mean it
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| I feel so safe in your arms
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| We ́re running out of time, and now
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| We see our skies in trouble
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| We ́ve burnt it down, with loving flames
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| We see our skies in trouble
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| The story goes that if
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| We once have turned the pages
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| We can ́t return to what we need
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| To what we need
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| What do we need?
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| We ́re running out of time, and now
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| We see our skies in trouble
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| We ́ve burnt it down, with loving flames
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| And now our skies in trouble
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| With loving flames, we burned it down
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| C ́mon folks lets raise the glass tonight
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| Forever hearts shall burn
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| No matter if it ́s right or wrong
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| We drink a toast to everyone
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| We ́re running out of time, and now
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| We see our skies in trouble
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| We ́ve burnt it down, with loving flames
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| And now our skies in trouble
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| Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
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| Na, na, na, na, na, na, na
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| Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
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| Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
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| Na, na, na, na, na, na, na
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| Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
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| With loving flames
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| With loving flames
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| Our skies in trouble |