LYRIC

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At the edge of the Milky Way
Will we find our way home?
At the end of a perfect day
There is still a night to face on our own.

In the light of a thousand suns
We are chasing the breeze
At the blast of a thousand guns
Will we search in vain a way to find peace?

Why worry you might jump the gun
When there is really nothing new under the sun?
What of the schemes you decide to run
What do they matter when it all is said and done?

In the hours of the morning light
When our dreams still seem sane
When the rising sun’s still bright
See the parting clouds, a break from the rain

Why worry you might jump the gun
When there is really nothing new under the sun?
What of the schemes you decide to run
What do they matter when it all is said and done?

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  1. Alessandro

    August 28, 2021 at 12:53 am

    Imagine forgetting this song.. Can’t relate.

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