| I had a dream
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| Just the other night
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| And it made me want to change
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| The way I live my life
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| I’ve had enough
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| Of just walking through it
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| And I want to take the chance
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| And dice with death with you
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| And we stand on the cliff
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| As if we were protected
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| And I walk on the path
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| My mind and body connected
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| And I walk on the cliff
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| As if I was protected
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| And I talked it over
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| With my best friend
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| And he’s had the same dream
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| More than once
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| Now it’s happened again
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| Could be all of us
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| Can you feel the power?
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| Can you feel it rushing in
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| Coming golden in this hour?
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| And we stand on the cliff
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| As if we were protected
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| And I walk on the path
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| My mind and body connected
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| And I walk on the cliff
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| As if I was protected
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| It’s another fall from grace
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| Everything I do becomes a fake
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| It’s only when I’m awake
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| Everyone takes a fall
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| I don’t know how I can take
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| Much more of this
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| And I feel an agonizing ignorance of bliss
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| But if it were true
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| I’d stand with you
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| On the cliffs of Acapulco
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| Staring into the blue
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| And we stand on the cliff
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| As if we were protected
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| And we walk on the path
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| Our minds and bodies connected
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| And we stand on the cliff
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| As if we were protected
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| As if we were protected
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| We must be having the time of our lives
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| It was only a dream
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| It was only a dream
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| We stood on the cliff
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| As if we were protected
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| By something we couldn’t see
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| By something we couldn’t touch
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| By something we couldn’t taste
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| And we all were protected |