| It’s a time to be humble, it’s a time to be free
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| It’s a time to raise our voices loud and not go quietly
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| As this time marches on into great uncertainty
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| I have music all around me bringing timeless melody
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| There’s a tide in the water
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| Where the mountains reach the sea
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| And the lilac grows beyond the scope of forgotten memory
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| Just as simple and as strange as the sea becomes the tree
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| There are people shouting clearly «I am you and you are me»
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| Oh, these times we share as this time will end
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| To be sure it will not come again
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| Just timeless myths, on her you can depend
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| It’s a time to be humble, it’s a time to be free
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| It’s a time to raise our voices loud and not go quietly
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| Where the sky meets the shoreline and the mountains meet the sea
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| I have music all around me bringing timeless melody
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| Diamond eye will not go quietly
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| Diamond eye will not go quietly
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| Diamond eye will, diamond eye will, diamond eye will not go quietly |