| We love the hand that moves the stars across the sky
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| Counting the hours 'til we sleep
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| Daylight always comes down on everyone
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| And then we rise back into life again
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| You get a hollow heart, you get a hollow head
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| You get to feel just like the living dead
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| Visions coming on
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| But they never last for long when they arrive
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| Here and gone again
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| Out in the street, wild dreams in our hearts
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| Trying to leave, but we don’t know where to start
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| I don’t want to live in a static age
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| Staying in a place where nothing changes
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| We can begin again
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| Heard about a king in a golden mask
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| Heard about an empire built to last
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| Daylight comes
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| Turned his face towards the sun, he was surprised
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| And not the same again
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| Out in the street, wild dreams in our hearts
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| Trying to leave, but we don’t know where to start
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| I don’t want to live in a static age
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| Staying in a place where nothing changes
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| We can begin again
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| Shouts ring out from the crowd below
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| Every empire must rise and fall, I know
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| Doubt from the crowd below
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| Every empire must rise and fall and
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| Here and gone, love
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| Into the light, into the light
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| We can begin again
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| Oh, oh, we can begin again |