| We won’t stand by
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| We are steadfast, you see
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| We got open eyes
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| As wide as catastrophe
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| When waters divide
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| Under the light of Polaris
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| On dry ground, tonight
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| Can you hear the sound of the Exodus?
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| Run wild, against the tide
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| Chariots of fire on the hillside
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| Breathe free, it’s who you are
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| Guided by the fires on the North Star
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| Stay strong, be brave
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| Ripples turn to tidal waves
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| Don’t you know?
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| You use your pen when you don’t have a sword
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| You’ve got your fingertips on the keyboard
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| And you’ve got the sphere of your influence
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| Nobody else has got your fingerprints
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| As the streams pushed over the bends
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| It’s the light that’s bleeding out through your camera lens
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| You’ve got your voice
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| So sing it out, my friend
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| The songs of freedom at hundred ten
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| Run wild, against the tide
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| Chariots of fire on the hillside
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| Breathe free, it’s who you are
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| Guided by the fires on the North Star
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| Stay strong, be brave
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| Ripples turn to tidal waves
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| Don’t you know?
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| Look up to the hills again
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| From whence comes my help
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| Fire is burning, it’s not burning out
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| A choir of seraphim
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| Is turning out, turning out
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| A fire is burning, it’s not burning out
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| (burning out)
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| Hey!
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| Run wild, against the tide
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| Chariots of fire on the hillside
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| Breathe free, it’s who you are
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| Guided by the fires on the North Star
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| Stay strong, be brave
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| Ripples turn to tidal waves
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| Don’t you know?
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| Hey, come on! |