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somehow forgotten through the years but ya managed around somehow to survive your precious tears then they said it was supposed to last forever but now it sometimes seems like a dream i�ve seen the millions gettin high by the light of the silver sky nobody cares or dares anymore, that�s what it seems any way i could make you stay ? i�d love to see ya shinin your light on the world again do you know which way to go ? when the cold wind blows do you think you will run and hide or are ya ready to take a ride ? the tears fall like rain n all the plastic people make their merry way but it doesn�t seem very different than the pain inside their hearts that makes them live to play and fight all day and all night singin help me fore i lose my way people come from miles around just to touch the sky some alive and some will try to fly no one wonders why it�s you and i they�ve been putting out of their minds and though the points�re changin as we wander down the lonely road still there seems another chance to be free somethin somewhere yet to be here i stand on the lonely road, n a noble voice says: prophet, come to me n i heard him say in quiet desperation: let it be n though the voices�re changin everything they say from day to day still there seems another chance to be free somethin somewhere yet to be |