| Look back
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| (Shout out, shout it)
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| There’s someone close behind
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| It’s a face that I remember
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| (Come out, come out)
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| In the air, there’s a feeling that I know
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| Speaks to me of better times
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| Come out, come out
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| Never say bust
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| If you don’t start to move
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| You’ll start to rust
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| Shot down, shot down
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| I know you’ll rise up again
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| Just like the phoenix
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| From the dust
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| What ever happened to the bright-eyed one
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| What ever happened to the dreams we’d hold
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| What ever happened to the light on Beacon Hill
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| I know it’s up there burning still
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| Shout out, shout out
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| I know you could melt these hearts
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| And where’s the face we all remember
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| Come out, come out
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| And put lightning in these veins
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| Throw away the mask of anger
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| What ever happened to the bright-eyed one
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| What ever happened to the dreams we’d hold
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| What ever happened to the light on Beacon Hill
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| I know it’s up there burning still
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| It’s burning still
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| What ever happened to the bright-eyed one
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| What ever happened to the dreams we’d hold
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| What ever happened to the light on Beacon Hill
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| I know it’s up there burning still
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| What ever happened to the bright-eyed one
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| What ever happened to the dreams we’d hold
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| What ever happened to the light on Beacon Hill
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| I know it’s up there burning still |