| In a town by the border
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| Where the skies light up at night
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| The river runs muddy water
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| And many men have lost the fight
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| In a tree, there’s a bird
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| Just singing to be heard
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| Will I fly alone
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| They’re taking away my home
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| I’ll never understand
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| The games that they play
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| I have to stop and wonder
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| What I really mean to say
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| How long till you find what you’re looking for
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| How long till it’s gone, gone, gone
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| And everybody wants to be king for a day
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| (How long)
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| Till the kingdom slips away
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| There’s a man on the hill
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| Just to give the eye a thrill
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| No stranger to the danger
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| He lies where he will
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| Well, the time is finally here
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| Will we let it all disappear
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| In this town by the border
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| Where the illusions are so clear
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| I never understand
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| The games that they play
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| I have to stop and wonder
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| What I really mean to say
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| How long till you find what you’re looking for
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| How long till it’s gone, gone, gone
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| And everybody wants to be king for a day
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| (How long)
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| Nobody cares anymore
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| Nobody cares anymore
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| And nobody cares anymore
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| How long till you find what you’re looking for
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| How long till it’s gone, gone, gone
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| And everybody wants to be king for a day
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| (How long)
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| And mother kingdom slips away
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| How long till you find what you’re looking for
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| How long till it’s gone, gone, gone
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| And everybody wants to be king for a day
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| (How long)
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| Mother kingdom slips away
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| How long
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| Tell me, how long
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| Everybody’s souls are slippin' away
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| It’s slippin' away
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| It’s slippin' away
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| Slippin' away
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| Slippin' away |