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From every corner of the silent cities
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Thousands crawled
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Calling for the end of time
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Wait till dawn, for at dawn
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The killing stops
and the beating ebbs
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And so they chanted
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To nail the fist
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Their blood
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Turned the square around
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And hailed justice
Like a whetted penny ready to fight
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I know of cities
Hated by the light of day
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Blighted by unhappy graves
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I know of a shame
And the birth of flame
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A wall-less cell
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I said no sir, I’m sorry
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My country is blossoming
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And in my heart I hear the springs
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And in my voice the neigh of light
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The world is still alive, swaying
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Able to tell shadow from gloom
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Even when lost
My country will not lose way
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What is lost is but a vast square
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We're the people
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Destined for a relentless path
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We’re the people
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Shepherded by a rough skin
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We’re the people
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Destined for a relentless path
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We’re the people
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Shepherded by a rough skin
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I only grief at night
For my friends
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In the moon I have for months confined
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And he who killed me left no evidence
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On the day I died
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The moon ceased
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But the stars danced in jubilee, claiming stardom
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And at the news
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They crammed the door
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Those who cared
Washing, dressing, muddling
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I willed that my coffin won’t leap
Unless shouldered by
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Friends, swelled with trust
Vowing never to untrust
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What a wondrous state
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To lay on the shoulders of a friend
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To know your ally and your enemy
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A noble face
At times ruled by those two-faced
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We’re the people
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Destined for a relentless path
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We're the people
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Shepherded by a rough skin
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We're the people
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Destined for a relentless path
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We're the people
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Shepherded by a rough skin
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I gazed
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Among my friends
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Wishing they see what I’m seeing
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Blinded by material gains
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Despite the noble pain and the wait
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We learnt, least to be cautious
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We shut our eyes
A stunning while
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Waiting on a dream
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Infected markets
Displaying aged illusions
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On the sidewalk stood Our intellect, hunger, earth spiders
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A sinking loaf of bread
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Steering stagnation, and we’re the fuel
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You're stealing food, we're rearing homes
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We raise our voice when all you want is mute
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We raise our voice when all you want is mute
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We’re two nations
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Where’s one?
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Where’s the other?
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A defining line
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Passing through
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You sold her, land and labor
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Left her bear
Killing her
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Every part Rotted long before she died
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Alone now but tomorrow
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Generations will pass through my cell
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There will come a time for a generation that is
aware and fearless
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You’re traitors, even when uncertain
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Take the keys to your cell
with you and leave me my country
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My country is different than yours
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He left, I thought
The one who serves you is he who jails you
