(Ian Bairnson)
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Well I've talked to the wind and I've listened to rain
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I have climbed to the clouds and I've cried out with pain
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This life is for living so come to my side
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And open your heart... to the call of the wild
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We are all of one nation, all of one creed
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We are all out of nature, all of one seed
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We are in this together, man, woman and child
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So open your heart to the call of the wild
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We talk the same language in different tongues
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We're somebody's daughters and somebody's sons
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But those who believe we are head of the chain
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May wake up to find we are all that remain
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There is no need to fear what we don't understand
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For we breathe the same air and we walk the same land
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The strong and the anxious, the meek and the mild
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All dance to the drum... that's the call of the wild
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Call Of The Wild
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| The Alan Parsons Project |
