| From the firelight of a thousand tribes
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| For every spark that flies
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| A million shining flowers
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| With every ember burns a dream
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| We play a part in some great scheme
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| The city’s heart is still
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| The sky is always red
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| Will our voice be heard again?
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| Time is running out
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| Someone’s watching out in space…
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| Planet blues
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| Every human fall from grace
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| We live under the sign of Cain
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| And for those who dream
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| What we might have been
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| You’ll forever search the sky
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| Time is running out
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| A clock is ticking out in space
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| Planet blues
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| Every human fall from grace
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| We live under the sign of Cain
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| Someone’s watching out in space…
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| Every human fall from grace
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| We live under the sign of Cain…
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| Every human fall from grace
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| We live under the sign of Cain…
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| Someone’s watching…
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| We live under the sign of Cain…
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| Time is running out…
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| Someone’s watching…
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| Time is running out…
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| We live under the sign of Cain…
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| Someone’s watching… |