| Dancing free, for eyes to see
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| My back is bent, my knees are weak
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| But I don’t mind
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| Sign of the times
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| We laugh like fools and that is fine
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| And after all we spent our chips
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| On crooked cloth for crooked hips
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| But I don’t mind
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| Sign of the times
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| You are here, so that is fine
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| And all your tears are fading away
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| All your fears they are sailing today
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| These candle sticks, turn molten wax
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| And so do we slip through the cracks
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| But I don’t mind
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| These changing times
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| It’s warm in here, so that is fine
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| Look what we learn, each table turned
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| Look in our eyes, with want they burn
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| But I don’t mind
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| These changing times
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| Our hands are free, so are our minds
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| And all your tears are fading away
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| All your fears they are sailing today
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| Sail away
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| Try to laugh it’s too hard, maybe
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| Politics can drive you crazy
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| All our idols live inside us Life’s so fast it leaves you breathless
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| All your tears are fading away
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| And all your fears they are sailing today
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| Sail away
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| Try to laugh it’s too hard maybe
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| Politics can drive you crazy
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| All our idols live inside us Life’s so fast it leaves you breathless |