| Don’t listen to what the silvers say
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| Their world is long gone
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| A leap or push, a path of love or of blood
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| Break from the past or a hunt
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| Don’t hesitate, my love, you’ve gone this far
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| Their road leads to fire
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| This Earth doesn’t care for what we need, what we breathe
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| A frontier of green or of dust
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| Son, it’s the right time, never be afraid
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| The run is tonight
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| Move fast, stay low, be the first for they all know
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| Our world sends the mothers' kisses light
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| Do it right, mine and run, then go dark, son
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| Do it right now, now the light will die
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| Do it right, your way, love
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| Take the rest of me
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| Don’t hesitate my love, you’ve gone this far
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| Son, it’s the right time, never be afraid
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| Their road leads to fire
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| The run is tonight
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| This earth doesn’t care for what we need, what we breathe
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| Move fast, stay low, be the first for they all know
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| A frontier of green or of dust |