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| 4:03 | 
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It's like we just can't help ourselves
'Cause we don't know how to back down We were called out to the streets We were called in to the towns And how the heavens, they opened up Like arms of dazzling gold With our rain washed histories Well they do not need to be told Show me now, show me the arms aloft Every eye trained on a different star This magic This drunken semaphore And I We are listening And we're not blind This is your life This is your time We are listening And we're not blind This is your life This is your time I was called out in the dark By a choir of beautiful cheats And as the kids took back the parks You and I were left with the streets Show me now, show me the arms aloft Every eye trained on a different star This magic This drunken semaphore And I We are listening And we're not blind This is your life This is your time |
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| 2. |
| 5:21 | 
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| 3. |
| 3:33 |
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| 4. |
| 3:24 |
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