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But she's nobody's hero…

Is the voice of reason

Against the howling mob?

Hero…

Is there pride or PURPOSE

In the unrewarding job?

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But dreams don't need to have motion

To keep their spark alive

Obsession has to have action

PRIDE turns on the drive

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Drawn like moths we drift into the city

The timeless old attraction

Cruising for the action

Lit up like a firefly

Just to feel the living night

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All around the CITY square,

Power shimmers in the air.

People gazing up with love;

Were those angels high above?

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Don't feed the people

But we feed the machines

Can't really feel

What international means

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Freeze this moment a little bit longer

Make each sensation a little bit stronger

Experience slips away...

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I'm not giving in to security under pressure

I'm not missing out on the promise of adventure

I'm not giving up on improbable dreams

EXPERIENCE to extremes, EXPERIENCE to extremes

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Cast in this unlikely role

Ill-equipped to act

With insufficient tact

One must put up barriers

To keep oneself intact

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There is a fine line between love and illusion

A fine place to penetrate

The gap between actor and ACT

The lens between wishes and fact

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My uncle has a country place

That no one knows about

He says it used to be a farm

Before the Motor Law

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Clockwork angels spread their arms and sing

Synchronized and graceful, they move like living things

Goddesses of light, of sea and sky and land

Clockwork angels, the people raise their hands

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You MOVE me

You MOVE me

With your buildings and your eyes

Autumn woods and winter skies

You MOVE me

You MOVE me

Open sea and city lights

Busy streets and dizzy heights

You call me

You call me

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I had a dream of a winter garden

A midnight rendezvous

Silver, blue and frozen silence

What a fool I was for you

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But the winter fell upon them and it caught them unprepared
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"Living in a fisheye lens CAUGHT in the camera eye, I have no heart to lie…"
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And the men who hold high places

Must be the ones who start

To mold a new reality

Closer to the heart

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Can't we raise our eyes and make a START

Can't we find the minds to lead us

CLOSER TO THE HEART

 

(And no, you're not allowed to respond with a quote from CTTH)

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Follow men's eyes as they look to the skies

The shifting shafts of shining weave the fabrics of their dreams.....

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Wind-

In my hair-

Shifting and drifting-

Mechanical music-

Adrenalin surge...

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All this machinery

Making modern music

Can still be open hearted

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Celestial machinery - move through your commands

Goddesses of mystery, so delicate and so grand

Moved to worship, we bow and close our eyes

Clockwork angels, promise every prize

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You can choose a ready guide

In some celestial voice

If you choose not to decide

You still have made a choice

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Look around at this world we've MADE

Equality our stock in trade

Come and join the Brotherhood of Man

Oh, what a nice, contented world

Let the banners be unfurled

Hold the Red Star proudly high in hand

 

...how can you hold the Red Star in your hand? It's a symbol, not an object.

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