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The hands on the clock
Can't hold back the time.
Without the clock
There's no reason why.
We're sending messages,
Messages,
Messages,
Messages.
With hands held high
To the new sunrise,
With open arms
To the empty skies
Receiving messages,
Messages,
Messages,
Messages.
(From the rings of Saturn.)
Messages,
Messages,
Messages,
Messages.
Through space and time
For a million years,
(From the rings of Saturn)
Receiving messages.
Receiving messages,
Messages,
Messages,
Messages.
(From the rings of Saturn.)
Messages,
Messages,
Messages,
Messages.
Messages,
Messages,
Messages,
Messages.
Typed by John Manfreda
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Fragment na dzis:
Anastacia : I do
Who are they anyway
With their sticks and stones
Don't they know that we know?
There's a chill within their bones
They blame and they mame
Make us feel so cold inside
But they cannot take us there cause we will fight
I think the-
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world's gone crazy
I think the world's gone crazy
I think the world's gone crazy
I think the world's gone crazy
Chorus:
Who wants a love without anger and rage?
I do
Who wants a world where a kid can be safe?
I do
Who-
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wants to pray for the end of the pain
For the calm at the end of the day
Where there's not always more of the same
I do
Wanna breathe
Wanna move
and not ever feel afraid
Wanna live in a place
Where the truth still find....
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