| Some were reborn
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| Some were simply shaken free
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| And some were the colors
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| That took to the streets
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| They found in those later years
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| They knew what we need
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| It’s love for each other
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| And every living thing
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| And I hope my time
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| Hope my time
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| Is used
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| It’s all my only and lonely time too
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| Oh, some were simply shaken free
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| Oh, some were the colors
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| Oh, that took to the streets
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| Oh, they thought in those younger years
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| Oh, they knew what to do
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| Oh, they knew what to say
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| Oh, had nothing to lose
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| Now pick up and pack up
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| The place you were pink
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| And falling around
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| Dripping and crawling and
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| Clawing inside
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| You’re missing some sounds
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| The ones that float carry
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| And dance about time
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| And space that it lends
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| Room to be free
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| Like the sun and the moon
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| Save for the sounds
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| Take from the air, take to the streets and I Ooh-ooh-ooh
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| Take from the air, take to the streets and I Ooh-ooh-ooh
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| Take from the air, take to the streets and I Ooh-ooh-ooh
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| Take from the air, take to the streets and I Ooh-ooh-ooh
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| We’ll be reborn
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| Yea, we’ll simply be free
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| We’ll be the colors
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| That pour through the streets
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| And find in there after years
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| That we’re all — we’re all the same
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| We’re all the colors
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| That pour through the streets
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| Take from the air, take to the streets and I Ooh-ooh-ooh
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| Take from the air, take to the streets and I Ooh-ooh-ooh
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| Take from the air, take to the streets and I Ooh-ooh-ooh
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| Take from the air, take to the streets and I Ooh-ooh-ooh
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| Take from the air, take to the streets and I
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| Take from the air, take to the streets and I |