| We have been broken
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| Warm hearts are frozen
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| With every teardrop there’s a song
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| We are believers
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| When the world deceives us
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| Born to rise above the cries
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| After all I know that I must go
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| To the other side where the ghostwinds blow
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| Once a dreaming child now I’m a flaming man
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| Burning in the shadows
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| With my rock and roll band, aah yeah, ooh
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| Just another old monday
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| Coming down that same long highway
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| Me and the boys out forcing the storm again yeah
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| It’s just the lifestyle that we cherish
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| So we can tower and embellish
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| Blackbirds flying on our wings of rock
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| I’ve seen the generations turning
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| So many bridges they were burning
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| All the scars and all the lies, oh
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| Me and the blackbirds
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| Carry heavy load
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| Grinding memories of the secrets never told
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| We shook the grounds of our yesterdays
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| Pioneers of a golden age
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| Aah the blackbirds are coming
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| Still going strong, yeah
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| From Tokyo to New York City
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| They dream of fame and fortune looking pretty
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| Desperate minds that let the heart go blind
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| On the boulevard of broken dreams
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| I’m a stranger running in between
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| From the clouds that rain us down
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| There’s no escape from the undertow
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| But I won’t go down with my head hung low
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| Will never let the spirit die
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| Music is my revelation
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| I wanna be your new sensation
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| Let the song be you and I
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| Blackbirds rising in the dead of night
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| We come alive with the neon lights
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| But me and the boys we can not stay
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| Restless hearts going our own way
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| All the stories I have told from the life that I unfold
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| So many places I have been
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| But sill a stranger deep within
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| Take the sun and shine on everyone
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| Be the light and guide inside the darkest hearts of night
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| And the wheel it keeps on spinning
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| From the end to beginning
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| Life and death will never die
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| 50 miles away from London town
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| Tower bridge and the royal crown
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| One more show and we’re off to Paris
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| Blackbirds flying till the final vanish
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| When this movie is running out of breath
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| And there’s no cinema playing in my head
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| You will remember my rock and roll
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| A blockbuster haunting in your soul
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| Aah. |
| Blackbird is coming sill playing on, yeah
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| Blackbirds are calling
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| We’re still laying strong |