(M.Callaghan /R.James)
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They say that pressure makes diamonds -
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you can have my mine
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You can push a cart load of rubble -
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all the way to the end of the line
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But there's no way you can trade
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all your precious stones
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You can't swap them for a life time of love -
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or the wonders you could have known
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It's easy to be confused with all that's going on
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These years are all we have
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You can't live in the future, you know,
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you can't live in the past
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No matter what you say, no matter what you do
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You can't change the ways of the world,
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The only thing to change is you
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Why worry about all the things you think you need
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Profits of the rich, the problems of the poor -
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All spring from the seeds of greed
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And come your winter time,
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your cold and shorter days
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You'll be warmed by the fires of love -
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it's the users who'll have to pay
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Sure the world is changing fast
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but don't be swept along
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These years are all we have
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You can't live in the future, you know,
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you can't live in the past
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No matter what you say, no matter what you do
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You can't change the ways of the world
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in a single day
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Hang on to all the things that last,
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Although they may be hard to see and hold
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They're worth more than you'll ever find
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in your endless quest for gold
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These years are all we have
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You can't live in the future, you know,
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you can't live in the past
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No matter what you say,
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no matter what you do
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You can't change
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the ways of the world,
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The only thing to change is you
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These Years
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| GANGgajang |
