| Out across the water staring to the shore
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| Standing on the threshold of a dream
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| No prior warning no overture
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| Just a sudden ocean from the stream
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| Isolation never was a violation
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| Domination never was a destination
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| We flew our colours
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| Always on the run
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| And all our gains
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| Were shadows in the sun
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| But as we journey through the fall
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| So uncertain of it all
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| We never come undone
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| Or crossed the Rubicon
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| Out across the valley variation comes
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| Now the girl of summer disappears
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| No demonstration no loaded gun
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| No defend the ones who brought us here
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| Condemnation never was a contemplation
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| Domination never was a destination
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| We flew our colours
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| Always on the run
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| And all our gains
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| Were shadows in the sun
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| But as we journey through the fall
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| So uncertain of it all
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| We never come undone
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| Or crossed the Rubicon
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| A spring of much potential
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| A summer so eventful
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| And so we carry on
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| An autumn to sustain us
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| So winter won’t betray us
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| And so we carry on
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| We fought against all reason
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| To last another season
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| And so we carry on
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| Dependent on the kindness
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| Of those who stand behind us
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| And so we carry on
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| Condemnation never was a contemplation
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| Domination never was a destination
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| We flew our colours
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| Always on the run
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| And all our gains
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| Were shadows in the sun
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| But as we journey through the fall
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| So uncertain of it all
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| We never come undone
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| Or crossed the Rubicon
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| (Instrumental)
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| Never really thought we’d come so far
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| Everyone has something more to lose
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| Never really thought it’s all we are
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| So we must invent again ourselves
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| Never really thought we’d fade away
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| I have given to you all you have
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| Never really thought we’d see the day
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| A future generation devising its past
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| Never really thought we’d lose these things
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| All you ever thought will fall to the ground
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| Never really thought we’d spread our wings
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| Your struggle with the stars comes crashing down
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| Never really thought we’d touch the sun
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| The truth behind the end remains unseen
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| Never really thought what we’d become
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| A penny for the one you’d thought you’d be |