| How about we go in search of newland
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| Where there’s no pleasure or pain
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| How about we go and found a new state
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| Wherefrom we cannot escape
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| How about no neighbours and no friends
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| No anthem, no government
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| What about no leaders and no nations
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| No birds of prey up in the air
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| How about we go in search of newland
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| Where there’s no purpose or aim
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| How about we go and find a new road
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| Why must we live so afraid
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| We know that we won’t find the cure to cancr, to ignorance
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| How about no thoughts and no prayers
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| No right or wrong, no good or bad
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| Will we gt to live and see the new day
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| What have we done, we ran out of space
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| What to do if someone’s taken over our fortune and fame
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| We know that many others might have made it
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| We know the cost, the price to pay
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| We’re nothing but the sand that fills the cracks
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| A soul in denial, a body ashamed
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| All around the world and the seven seas
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| Crowds of people keep closing in
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| Oh! |
| When to hold, when to let go
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| The greater good not good enough
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| All around the world and the seven seas
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| Crowds of people keep closing in
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| Oh! |
| When to hold, when to let go
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| The greater good not good enough
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| For all of us |