| In Athabasca we set a fire
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| To the world we left far behind
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| All the faces we put away
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| Lost lives float into space
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| I got a message, I got a sign
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| Through the wires swinging in time
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| It’s so simple, it’s like the sun
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| Shines down on everyone
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| Black bird from the blue
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| I give my love to get used
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| High hopes come true
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| You give your love to get used
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| In Athabasca we lit a fire
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| To the path that led to our lives
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| Quit the faces we couldn’t place
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| Ex-minds fill up our space
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| I got a signal, I got a sign
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| From the trees swinging in time
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| It’s so simple, it’s like the sun
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| Shines down on everyone
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| Let’s hang on to abandon
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| Let’s hope we lose control
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| To be out in the open baby
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| And let go of the ropes
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| Nothing into nothing
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| You give your love to get used
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| I give my love to get used
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| You give your love to get used |