As I walk down the streets of this town
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Completely new to me, what will I see
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The darkness it settling down, warm wisper of the wind
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I follow the crowd but don't know where they're leading me
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Can you hear the sound
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Drifting through the air tonight
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Coming from the underground
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It can be heard so bright
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I must find more of that kind
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The sound of freedom's call
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And as we reach a park where campfires burn
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It's already dark and it feels so good
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Then I see an old man singing with all his heart
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I join the circle now watching him enjoing the mood
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Can you hear the sound
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Drifting through the air tonight
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Coming from the underground
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It can be heard so bright
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I must find more of that kind
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The sound of freedom's call
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Can you hear the sound
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| Kotipelto |
