| Imagine a world
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| Where we live in a silent movie all the time
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| Imagine a ceremony
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| A circle of children dancing to no sound
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| Imagine a generation
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| Desperate to believe in anything
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| Imagine the airwaves still
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| Still enough so we can hear one another
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| Feel one another
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| In a place where we both could go and…
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| Talk to each other, maybe discover the love
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| The love that we used to know
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| That’s when she told me…
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| It’s all around me
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| All the things that we could be
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| It’s all around me
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| All of these things that we could never see
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| Running away to the old days
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| Bleeding legends from the past
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| I’m swept away by the old ways
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| The waves of time rewinding fast
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| Restless conversations
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| Dying to believe in anything
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| Imagine the millions silent
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| Still enough so we can hear one another
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| Feel one another
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| In a place where we both could go and…
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| Talk to each other, maybe discover the love
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| The love that we used to know
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| That’s when she told me…
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| It’s all around me
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| All the things that we could be
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| It’s all around me
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| All of these things that we could never see
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| Love rages, time changes
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| Turn pages everywhere I go
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| Imagine a generation
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| Desperate to believe in anything…
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| It’s all around me
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| All the things that we could be
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| It’s all around me. |