| After all the fears we shared together
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| When the world went mad
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| For long dark days
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| Now we know life can be lead or feather
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| And blue skies can always turn to grey
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| After watering down our wine
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| When some great promises turned to lies
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| Should we now silently stand in line?
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| Do we really feel like being wise?
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| When more than ever
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| We need some fever
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| To light up our life
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| To survive
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| Golden years, golden years… remember
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| All the magic in a love song
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| We still fly and we know better
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| It takes a lifetime to be young
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| It takes a lifetime to be young
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| So as long as the wings of desire
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| Takes us back to dreams lost in the past
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| As long as we feel that secret fire
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| We’ll do everything to make it last
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| We first bowed in front of injustice
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| But then, we raised our first out of rage
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| To save for our children the air they could miss
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| Should we hide now to write the last page
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| When more than ever
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| We need some fever
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| To light up our life
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| To survive
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| Golden years, golden years… remember
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| All the magic in a love song
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| We still fly and we know better
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| It takes a lifetime to be young
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| We still fly and we know better
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| It takes a lifetime to be young
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| It takes a lifetime to be young
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| It takes a lifetime to be young. |