| I’m a soldier in the world
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| But we’ll leave it all someday
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| What’s the use in trying to hide
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| Where we came from anyway?
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| We are born to this world
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| Out on known from the beyond
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| When it’s time to return
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| You won’t be looking in the mirror
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| Future primitive
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| The ones you left behind
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| Are still with you, my dear
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| The life of our dirt
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| We are here and we’re gone
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| It’s our work that marches on
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| Well, we cross the river once
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| And we’ll do it once again
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| The valley it will open
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| And the mountains fall to their knees
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| Take the girl from the parents
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| And leave the rest behind
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| What you wanted was your life
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| Well, you’ll get something more
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| Future primitive
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| The ones you left behind
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| Are still with you, my dear
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| The life of our dirt
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| We are here and we’re gone
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| It’s our work that marches on |