| Have you ever dreamed of world, not coloured in grey
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| Where someone is waiting for you
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| One day I was awakened above the rusted jails of skyscrapers
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| Above the streets filled with dust of days
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| And vice of nights
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| Was it a dream or was it real?
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| I don’t know but I want to believe
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| I know we’re not alone
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| I’ve seen the new suns shining
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| I’ve seen another worlds
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| Where roads are paved with starlight
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| Another race showed me the life
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| Not wasted in routine intentions
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| Where freedom’s not a joker in a pack of days
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| Was it a dream or was it real?
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| I don’t know but I want to believe
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| I know we’re not alone
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| I’ve seen the new suns shining
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| I’ve seen another worlds
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| Where roads are paved with starlight
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| I’ve seen the faces weaved of light
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| But no one believes me
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| And I take a look to the sky above
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| While others stare at the ground…
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| Was it a dream or was it real?
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| I don’t know but I want to believe
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| I know we’re not alone
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| I’ve seen the new suns shining
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| I’ve seen another worlds
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| Where roads are paved with starlight |