| Here, there and everywhere we’ve been
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| Knowing nothing can we know at all
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| Nothing, everything what can it mean
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| For a moment You were seen, you came and then
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| High on every mountain, in the valleys low
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| Voices carried on the wind that call your name
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| Rumbling thunder on the distant plain
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| All the pieces in the game, you came and then
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| Stories ever told, yearning for an end
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| Look to the beginning for the key
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| Pages ever turned, pieces that remain
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| Of a future history
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| Calling all who listen, it’s calling me
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| I can hear a sound of music never known
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| Touching every motion, the breath of Life
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| For a moment we were shown, we’re not alone
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| Stories ever told, yearning for an end
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| Look to the beginning for the key
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| Pages ever turned, pieces that remain
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| Of a future history |