| It’s coming from so far away
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| It’s hard to say for sure
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| Whether what I hear is music or the wind
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| Through an open door
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| There’s a fire high in the empty sky
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| Where the sound meets the shore
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| There’s a long distance loneliness
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| Rolling out over the desert floor
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| And the years that I spent lost in the mystery
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| Fall away leaving only the sound of the drum
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| Like a part of me
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| It speaks to the heart of me
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| Forget what life used to be
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| You are what you choose to be
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| It’s whatever it is you see
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| That life will become
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| Whatever it is you might think you have
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| You have nothing to lose
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| Through every dead and living thing
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| Time runs like a fuse
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| And the fuse is burning
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| And the earth is turning
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| Though the years give way to uncertainty
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| And the fear of living for nothing strangles the will
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| There’s a part of me
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| That speaks to the heart of me
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| Though sometimes it’s hard to see
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| It’s never far from me
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| Alive in eternity
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| That nothing can kill
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| Oh lord
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| Are there really people starving still?
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| Look out beyond the walls of babylon
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| How long will their needs go unfilled
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| I want to say right now I’m going to be around
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| I’m going to be around
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| When the walls and towers are crumbling
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| When the towers are tumbling down
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| And I will tune my spirit to the gentle sound
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| I want to hear the sound
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| Of the waters lapping on a higher ground
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| Of the children laughing |