| Here’s to gamblers
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| Who hold to the game
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| Through the hard times
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| They don’t lose their aim
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| And they hope for time on their side
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| And they keep a ticket to ride
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| They keep watching for signs in the land
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| They keep watching for signs in the land
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| And they stand there watching the sky
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| And they stand there ready to fly
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| Here’s to never letting go
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| Though sometimes it does get lonely
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| I still walk out in the morning light
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| Just to see what is there
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| I hear music in silent nights
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| Searching I find a reason to care
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| One heart moving still the same
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| Still in the game
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| Here’s to lovers who reach for it all
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| Never matching the rise with the fall
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| And they just can’t leave it alone
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| And they want it all till it’s gone
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| Here’s to players who can’t leave their song
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| And it haunts them
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| Their night is so long
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| 'Cause there’s music there in their mind
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| From a world they’re trying to find
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| Here’s to never letting go
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| Though sometimes it does get lonely |