| Look up at the billions of suns
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| we could be already there if we’ve just learned to speak!
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| That’s our anthill collapse
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| Chronicles of our lies and deception
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| Welcome on board!
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| Start all engines and get on the course
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| we set out (at light speed) to the stars (To better place)
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| Hey hello! |
| Is this world big enough?
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| Please let us know Is there some space for us
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| you know I feel a bitter taste on my lips
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| I wish we could set ourselves free from our fears
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| come on and give us a chance
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| to see the beauty of new land
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| for the sake of all those
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| whose prays had never been heard
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| we can not change all the cruel things
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| that had already been done
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| but let’s start build in dreams
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| Let’s stop to run
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| And this bitter taste on my lips (tell me I’m wrong!)
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| will we always destroy what we build? |
| (no we will not!)
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| I wish we could set ourselves free from our fears
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| and from our self-destructive addictions (we will set ourselves free!)
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| welcome on board!
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| Start all engines and get on the course
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| we set out (at light speed) to the stars (To better place)
|
| Hey hello! |
| Is this world big enough?
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| Please let us know Is there some space for us? |