| I dreamt I saw the cities burning
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| At the gates I saw the angels cry
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| Now there’ll be no turning
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| And still I wonder why
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| I dreamt I felt the hand of reason
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| Coming slowly down, it passed me by
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| It’s just the killing season
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| Yeah, it’s a foolish lie
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| We all run
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| It’s a pity for everyone
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| It’s all gone
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| And there’s nothing that can be done
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| We all run
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| So get ready, the time has come
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| We all run
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| It’s all over, the game is won
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| And I dreamt I took a thousand footsteps
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| To a sea as black and filled with tears
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| Now there’ll be no goodness
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| For a thousand years
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| I dreamt I crossed a raging river
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| That was pure and clear and washed away
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| All my troubles wither
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| Into another day
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| We all run
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| It’s a pity for everyone
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| It’s all gone
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| And there’s nothing that can be done
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| We all run
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| So get ready, the time has come
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| We all run
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| It’s all over, the game is won
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| The cost is too much
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| In nothing we trust
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| Everything we touch
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| Turns into dust
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| We all run
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| It’s a pity for everyone
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| It’s all gone
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| And there’s nothing that can be done
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| We all run
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| So get ready, the time has come
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| We all run
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| It’s all over, the game is won
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| We all run
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| It’s a pity for everyone
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| It’s all gone
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| And there’s nothing that can be done
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| We all run
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| So get ready, the time has come
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| We all run
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| It’s all over, the game is won |