| I’m as the world forever spinning
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| Rekindled by the early rising sun
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| I’m as the road that’s ever winding
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| A never ending journey just begun
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| And the wheel turns in my heart and in my soul
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| The fire burns ever in my head
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| While others come with lanterns
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| That will last throughout the night
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| To follow in the ways where we have led
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| She’s as the river ever flowing
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| As constant as the Greenwich clock at noon
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| She’s as the sea that’s ever rolling
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| A high spring tide that rises with the moon
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| And today is much the same
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| As any other day has been
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| And I think about tomorrow
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| And while there’s not much that I need
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| To take me further on
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| There are still things that I borrow
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| They are as the wheel forever turning
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| The heart that gives an athlete strength to win
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| They are as the fire that’s ever burning
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| The flame that lights the lamp of life within |