| London Bridge is falling down
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| People coming from everywhere around
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| Everybody wants to see what’s going down
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| Young girl she’s playing catch-up with some cone man
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| While the ancients are just trying to breathe deep
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| We reach for shelter in the frozen arms of brotherhood
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| Where is my peace, where is my peace
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| Maybe if I wait a million years
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| Maybe if I dry these thousand tears
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| Maybe then I will see the point of this
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| To my body I give the gift of sun and light
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| With my spirit I will hold out my hand
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| To the angels of all creation I ask
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| Where is my peace, where is my peace
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| Where is my peace, where is my peace
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| How many roads to go, as long as the rivers flow
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| How many hills to climb, as long as the ocean’s wide
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| How many words to say, as long as there’s night and day
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| How will we ever know, how will we ever know
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| Hold on to your hopes and your dreams
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| Hold on to your love
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| You better hold on between the silver and the screen
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| Hold on to your love, to your love
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| London Bridge is falling down
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| People coming from everywhere around
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| Everybody wants to see what’s going down
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| One day we’re going to walk into the sunlight
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| One day when the wild winds blow free
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| We’ll come together underneath a summer sky
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| And we’ll know, peace
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| How many roads to go, as long as the rivers flow
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| How many hills to climb, as long as the ocean’s wide
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| How many words to say, as long as there’s night and day
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| How will we ever know, how will we ever know
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| How many rivers
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| How many roads
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| How many oceans
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| How will we know |