| Have you ever seen the sun
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| (Have you ever seen the sun)
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| Rising high to the sound of a gun?
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| Blue and white and yellow sun
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| (Blue and white and yellow sun)
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| Capturing the imagination
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| We went down to the piccolo drum
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| Never made it into the hum
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| Down to the piccolo
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| Down to the piccolo
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| Down to the piccolo snare
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| Have you ever seen the sea
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| (Have you ever seen the sea)
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| Painted red by a bleeding army?
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| Sky hawks gather for a feast
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| (Sky hawks gather for a feast)
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| Of pawns who will never find peace
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| Tumble down to the piccolo snare
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| Never made it into the square
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| Down to the piccolo
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| Down to the piccolo
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| No one particular cared
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| Dreaming…
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| Now we can go home again
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| To our old haunts again
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| Together
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| Now scatter us all around
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| Far from the bugle sound
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| Surrender
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| Safe in the exclusion zone
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| Catch me and take me home
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| As brother fights brother
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| Wrapped up in tarnished flags
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| Banners and body bags
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| Surrender!
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| Phantom!
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| Dreaming… |