| I look into the black horizon
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| The more i see the more i know
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| I try to justify the wars won
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| But that won’t satisfy my soul
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| I hold the future in my hand
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| But I could easily destroy
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| I see the footprints in the sand
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| They seem to vanish in the void
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| Can I walk away
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| Can I choose to stay
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| Feel I’m getting near
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| Voices that I hear
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| Sail away, follow the sacred heart
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| Chase the sun, one with the moon and stars
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| Sail away, You’ll find the promised land
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| In your hand, there is a New Millennium
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| I wish wouldn’t have to worry
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| About the life that lies ahead
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| But when the present turns tomorrow
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| I shall remember what they said
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| Feel I’m getting near
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| Voices that I hear
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| Sail away, follow the sacred heart
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| Chase the sun, one with the moon and stars
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| Sail away, you’ll find the promised land
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| In your hand, there is a New Millennium |