| Ghosts on the river
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| Centuries old hypocrisies
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| The prisons past the estates
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| The broken sun through the train yard gates
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| A tunnel blocked when the seven hills shook underground
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| Where dreams and civic virtues
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| Are measured in bodies
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| This town
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| Through loudspeaker static
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| Hear the orders at dawn
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| This time we won’t walk the earth
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| As targets or as pawns
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| And I
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| I hear the bells of St. Mark
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| When leaders and resistor’s breath
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| Give me liberty, or give me death
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| And I
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| I hear the footsteps in the park
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| Believers in the Age of Reason fall
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| Union Hill to Masjid Bilal
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| Ghosts on the river
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| And centuries old hypocrisies
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| Prison past the estates
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| The broken sun through the train yard gate
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| A tunnel blocked when the seventh hill shook underground
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| When dreams and civic virtues
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| Are measured in bodies
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| This town (This town)
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| Through loudspeaker static
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| Hear the orders at dawn (Ready, aim!)
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| This time we won’t walk the earth
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| As targets or as pawns
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| And I
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| I hear the bells of St. Mark
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| When leaders and resistor’s breath
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| Control liberty and white-washed death
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| And I
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| I hear the footsteps in the park
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| Believers in the Age of Reason fall
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| Union Hill to Masjid Bilal
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| (No one remembers)
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| No one forgets
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| No one remembers
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| No one forgets
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| No one remembers at all
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| Till monuments fall
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| No one forgets (Aye!)
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| No one remembers
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| No one forgets (Aye!)
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| No one remembers
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| No one forgets (Aye!)
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| No one remembers at all
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| Till monuments fall
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| (Now, there’s only people left)
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| No one remembers it all
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| Till monuments fall
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| Remembers it all, remembers it all (No one, no one, no!)
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| Remembers it all, remembers it (No one, no one, no!)
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| Remembers it all, remembers it all (No one, no one, no!)
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| Till monuments fall
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| Ghosts on the river
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| And centuries old hypocrisies (Monuments fall)
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| Prison past the estates
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| The broken sun through the train yard gate (Monuments fall)
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| A tunnel blocked when the seventh hill shook underground (Monuments fall)
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| When dreams and civic virtues
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| Are measured in bodies
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| This town (Monuments fall) |