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| 1. |
| 10:28 | 
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Our minds entwine with same intention
Our thoughts rotate and swing in same direction Separate by space but time resolved Our paths should being the will of fate Bestow good fortune, declare our goals We work in unison, union of plenty Solar light has reshaped our spirit Value to create and satisfy Musical creations on terms of our own Will become the anthems of success When reaching mass ears Then all the faces will smile Chords of ecstasy sound the time for our rise Another dark horse, now a fully fledged knight of melody But as the unit decays, the sounds gel ever more together As one, one, one The King is in his counting house And he's counting out his gold To see how his business fared today But, we are his business But he doesn't give a damn about the music man He like the feel of the bucks in his distorted back pockets We will follow our hearts We will follow our dreams We will stand strong for what we believe We will not succumb to the media test And we give a damn about the negative musical press It's been no bed of roses We've had our share of the downs But still we arise with our feet firmly off the ground We bring only music of breadth and melody Of feeling and of joy of power and pure energy.... |
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| 2. |
| 4:21 |
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With the first trick of dawn
Tranquility drowns amid the morning song As the sun cracks the sky Shadows live another hour Until they're killed of by the clouds Waiting with invisible patience For our star to shine once again Hillsides changing shade and shape Silhouettes slow dance across The fields, the valleys, the meadows of the chase A predator hovers in the air A predator sleeps in the long grass Whilst all the innocents are unaware This is the chase This is the chase A kestrel hovers over a babbling brook And the hounds they hound And the fox takes a look He's running for cover in the trees And still the fleas they cling They're biting for life, chasing for life, chasing for life Chasing desires, chasing ideals Chasing the way that we feel Chasing the grass that is oh so green on the other side Chasing our dreams, in what we believe This the chase, this the chase The chase, the chase, the chase The chase, the chase, the chase This the chase |
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| 4:25 | 
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