| There is a world waiting outside our door
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| It stands uncharted
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| Oh how it longs to be uncovered by us all
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| Its boundless wonder
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| The open invites each one of us to find unbroken ground
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| Here and now it calls out, come along
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| Now nothing’s in our way oh
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| Now feel it in our veins
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| We are the wanderers, the wanderers we are
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| We are the wanderers, the wanderers we are
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| Born to take it on
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| Out in the wild we pass the places that we’ve known
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| The deep is endless
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| Forward we go ever farther ever bold
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| No wage, no borders
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| Roaming on the wind sings chilly with a sweet and haunting sound
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| Here and now it calls out, come along
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| Now nothing’s in our way oh
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| Now feel it in our veins
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| We are the wanderers, the wanderers we are
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| We are the wanderers, the wanderers we are
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| Born to take it on
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| Ooh, ooh
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| Distance can’t hold us down
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| Ooh, ooh
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| Out on our own now
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| Nothing is in our way now
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| Feel it in our veins
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| We are the wanderers, the wanderers we are
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| We are the wanderers, the wanderers we are
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| We are the wanderers, the wanderers we are
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| We are the wanderers, the wanderers we are
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| Born to take it on |