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The Griffin presents...
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--== Rush - 2112 Lyrics ==--
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"I lie awake, staring out into the bleakness of Megadon.
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City and sky become one, merging into a single plane, a
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vast sea of unbroken grey. The Twin Moons, just two
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pale orbs as they trace their way across the steely
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sky. I used to think I had a pretty good life here,
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just plugging into my machine for the day,then watching
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Templevision or reading a Temple Paper in the evening.
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My friend Jon always said it was nicer here than
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under the atmospheric domes of the Outer Planets. We
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have had peace since 2062, when the surviving planets
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were banded together under the Red Star of the Solar
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Federation. The less fortunate gave us a few new
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moons.
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I believed what I was told, I thought it was a good
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life, I thought I was happy. Then I found something
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that changed it all....."
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Anonymous, 2112
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Side One: "2112"
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1. Overture
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2. The Temples of Syrinx
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3. Discovery
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4. Presentation
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5. Oracle/The Dream
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6. Soliloquy
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7. Grand Finale
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Side Two: A Passage to Bangkok
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The Twilight Zone
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Lessons
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Tears
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Something for Nothing
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Side One
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2112
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Lyrics by Neil Peart
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With acknowledgements to the genius of Ayn Rand
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1. Overture
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And the meek shall inherit the Earth.
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2. The Temples of Syrinx
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... "The massive grey walls of the Temples rise from the Heart of every
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Federation city. I have always been awed by them, to think that every
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single facet of every life is regulated and directed from within! Our
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books, our music, our work and play are all looked after by the
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benevolent wisdom of the priests..."
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We've taken care of everything
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The words you read
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The songs you sing
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The pictures that give pleasure
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To your eye
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One for all and all for one
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Work together
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Common sons
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Never need to wonder
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How or why
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We are the priests
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Of the Temples of Syrinx
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Our great computers
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Fill the hallowed halls
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We are the priests
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Of the Temples of Syrinx
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All the gifts of life
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Are held within our walls
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Look around the world we've made
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Equality
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Our stock in trade
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Come and join the Brotherhood
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Of Man
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What a nice contented world
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Let the banners
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Be unfurled
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Hold the Red Star proudly
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High in hand
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3. Discovery
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... "Behind my beloved waterfall, in the little room that was hidden
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beneath the cave, I found it. I brushed away the dust of the years,
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and picked it up, holding it reverently in my hands. I had no idea
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what it might be, but it was beautiful"...
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... "I learned to lay my fingers across the wires, and to turn the keys
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to make them sound differently. As I struck the wires with my other
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hand, I produced my first harmonious sounds, and soon my own music! How
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different it could be from the music of the Temples! I can't wait to
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tell the priests about it!"...
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What can this strange device be?
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When I touch it, it gives forth a sound
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It's got wires that vibrate, and give music
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What can this thing be that I've found?
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See how it sings like a sad heart
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And joyously screams out its pain
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Chords that build high like a mountain
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Or notes that fall gently, like rain
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I can't wait to share this new wonder
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The people will all see its light
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Let them all make their own music
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The priests praise my name on this right
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4. Presentation
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..."In the sudden silence as I finished playing, I looked up to a
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circle of grim, expressionless faces. Father Brown rose to his feet,
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and his somnolent voice echoed throughout the silent Temple Hall."...
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..."Instead of the grateful joy that I expected, they were words of
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quiet rejection! Instead of praise; sullen dismissal. I watched in
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shock and horror as Father Brown ground my precious instrument to
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splinters beneath his feet...."
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I know it's most unusual
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To come before you so
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But I've found an ancient miracle
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I thought that you should know
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Listen to my music
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And hear what it can do
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There's something here as strong as life
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I know that it will reach you
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The Priests: Yes we know
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It's nothing new
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It's just a waste of time
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We have no need for the ancient ways
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Our world is doing fine
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Another toy
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That helped destroy
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The elder race of man
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Forget about your silly whim
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It doesn't fit the plan
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I can't believe your saying
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These things just can't be true
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Our world could use this beauty
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Just think what we might do
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The Priests: Don't annoy us further
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We have our work to do
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Just think about the average
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What use have they for you?
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5. Oracle: The Dream
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..."I guess it was a dream, but even now it all seems so vivid to me.
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Clearly yet I see the beckoning hand of the oracle as he stood at the
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summit of the staircase"...
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..."I still see the incredible beauty of the sculptured cities, and
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the pure spirit of man revealed in the lives and works of this world.
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I was overwhelmed by both wonder and understanding as I saw a
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completely different way to life, a way that has been crushed by the
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Federation long ago. I saw now how meaningless life has become with
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the loss of all these things...."
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I wandered home through silent streets
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And fell into a fitful sleep
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Escape to realms beyond the night
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Dream - can't you show me the light
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I stand atop a spiral star
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An oracle confronts me there
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He leads me on, light years away
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Through astral nights, galactic days
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I see the work of gifted hands
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Grace this strange and wonderous land
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I see the hand of man arise
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With hungry mind and open eyes
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They left our planets long ago
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The elder race still learn and grow
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Their power grows with purpose strong
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To claim the home, where they belong
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Home to tear the Temples down
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Home to change -
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6. Soliloquy
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..."I have not left this cave for days now, it has become my last
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refuge in my total despair. I have only the music of the waterfall
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to comfort me now. I can no longer live under the control of the
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Federation, but there is no other place to go. My last hope is that
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with my death I may pass into the world of my dream, and know peace
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at last."
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The sleep is still in my eyes
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The dream is still in my head
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I heave a sigh, and sadly smile
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And lie awake in bed
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I wish that it might come to pass
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Not fade like all my dreams
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Just think of what my life might be
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In a world like I have seen
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I don't think I can carry on
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This cold and empty life
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My spirits are low, in depths of despair
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My lifeblood
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Spills over ...
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7. Grand Finale (instrumental)
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Attention all planets of the Solar Federation
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We have assumed control
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A Passage to Bangkok
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Our first stop is in Bogota
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To check Columbian fields
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The natives smile and pass along
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A sample of their yield
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Sweet Jamaican pipe dreams
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Golden Acapulco nights
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Then Morocco, and the East,
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Fly by morning light
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We're on the train to Bangkok
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Aboard the Thailand Express
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We'll hit the stops along the way
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We only stop for the best
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Wreathed in smoke in Lebanon
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We burn the midnight oil
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The fragrance of Afganistan
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Rewards a long day's toll
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Pulling into Katmandu
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Smoke rings fill the air
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Perfumed by a Nepal night
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The Express gets you there
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The Twilight Zone
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A pleasant faced man steps up to greet you
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He smiles and says he's pleased to meet you
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Beneath his hat the strangeness lies
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Take it off, he's got three eyes
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Truth is false and logic lost
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Now the fourth dimension is crossed
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You have entered the Twilight Zone
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Beyond this world strange things are known
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Use the key, unlock the door
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See what your fate might have in store
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Come explore your dreams' creation
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Enter this world of imagination
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Wake up lost in an empty town
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Wondering why no one else is around
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Look up to see a giant boy
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You've just become his brand new toy
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No escape, no place to hide
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Here where Time and Space collide
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Lessons
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Sweet memories Flashing very quickly by
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Reminding me Giving me a reason why
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I know that My goal is more than a thought
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I'll be there When I teach what I've been taught
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You know we've taught you before
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But you didn't hear us then
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So you still question why
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You didn't listen again
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Sweet memories I never thought it would be like this
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Reminding me Just how close I came to missing
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I know that This is the way for me to go
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You'll be there When you know what I know
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Tears
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All of the seasons
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And all of the days
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All of the reasons
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Why I've felt this way
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So long
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So long
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Then lost in that feeling
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I looked in your eyes
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I noticed emotion
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And that you have cried
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For me
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I can see
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What would touch me deeper
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Tears that fall from eyes
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That only cry?
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Would it touch you deeper
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Than tears that fall from eyes
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That know why?
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A lifetime of questions
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Tears on your cheek
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I tasted the answers
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And my body was weak
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For you
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The truth
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Something for Nothing
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Waiting for the winds of change
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To sweep the clouds away
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Waiting for the rainbow's end
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To cast it's gold your way
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Countless ways
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You pass the days
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You don't get something for nothing
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You don't get freedom for free
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You won't get wise
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With the sleep still in your eyes
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No matter what your dream might be
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Waiting for someone to call
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And turn your world around
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Looking for an answer to
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The questions you have found
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Looking for
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An open door
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What you own in your own kingdom
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What you do is your own glory
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What you love is your own power
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What you live is your own story
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In your head is the answer
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Let it guide you along
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Let your heart be the anchor
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And the beat of your own song
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