| I was born in '82, a poor man’s son
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| When it came to hand-me-downs, he only gave me one
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| At first I was ungrateful, and once I was confused
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| He said music is the cup for you I pour
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| It’s all I really have, wish I can give you more
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| But I have to catch my ride, son
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| I’m off to a distant shore
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| See, my dad gave me the keys
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| But I had to show myself to the door
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| Soon the words he left were too faint to hear
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| And a path of no direction made it hard to steer
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| My soul was dry at first year
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| My mind was so unclear
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| While wandering around in searching there
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| I came across a man I’ve seen before, I swear
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| And again I’d see him too
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| On the beach with the fating of the moon
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| And he’d say
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| Communication is calling you
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| It’s all in you, no hesitation
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| You’ve got to see this through
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| I needed something to fill me up
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| In my bag, a gift from dad, my music cup
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| Well, I should have looked there first, in an attempt to quench the thirst
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| Each day was like a melody, with words to follow so expressively
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| I was off to share my song, I knew it wouldn’t be too long
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| Till I was standing on the stage
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| And the crowd would sing it back to me and we’d sing
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| Communication is calling us, it’s all in us
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| A celebration, for you and me, and the universe
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| Our destination, oh
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| (How we find the answer)
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| When we search beyond ourselves, you know we always learn
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| (We've becomes so clever)
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| Let our walls crumble and burn away
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| (We can change forever)
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| Can we lend a better hand then the one that we’ve been dealt?
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| And we sing, la la la la la la la la
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| La la la la la la la la, la la, la la
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| We sing communication (la la la la la la la la)
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| I walked the beach that morning and I found my fateful friend
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| When there with his words of wisdom and a fishing rod in hand
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| I watched him and I listened
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| So peculiar and so sweet, singing
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| Love is all that we need
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| And communication, yeah, and communication
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| La la la la la la la la
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| La la la la la la la la, la la, la la
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| I said communication
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| Is calling me, and yes it’s all in me
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| The cup has served me well for 15 years
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| With music in my world, I’ve shed some fears
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| And I’ve tried to understand
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| How to be a better man
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| There is rhythm to my life that ebbs and flows
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| Sometimes the inspiration comes and goes
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| But whenever it arrives
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| Well, I go down and take a dive
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| When I swam up to the surface
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| I sing communication, every time
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| Yeah, yeah
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| I sing communication
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| I sing communication, every time
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| (La la la, la la la la)
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| I sing communication, la la la, la la la la
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| La la la, la la la la |