| Here we are again beneath these stars
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| All the same not changing who we are
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| We must have walked these roads a thousand times
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| But never stopped to notice what we’re missing
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| What you’re missing
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| The old man bends to plant another seed
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| For now, for when, for greener memories
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| We must have walked these roads a thousand times
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| Never stops to notice what he’s missing
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| Calling yesterday
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| Come and save us with tomorrow
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| And I’ll say calling yesterday
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| Come and save us if you can
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| Trees of steel are rising through these minds
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| Choose what you see and never look behind
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| We must have walked these roads a thousand times
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| But never stopped to notice what we’re missing
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| Calling yesterday
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| Come and save us with tomorrow
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| And I’ll say calling yesterday
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| Come and save us if you can
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| Show me to the end
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| If you can, show me that again
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| Here we are again beneath these stars
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| Calling yesterday
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| Come and save us with tomorrow
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| And I’ll say calling yesterday
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| Come and save us if you can |