(Gary Moore/John Hiseman)
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I'm free to go.
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There's no more need to stay.
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Throw away the works of years
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And return to Adam's way.
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Retreat from shadow
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To dabble baths and sun bleached joys.
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Live it out on an island in the mind
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Untouched by human flaws.
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I'm free to go.
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There's nothing in my way.
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Up above the rainbow's end
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The gold all melts away.
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Return a hero
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From distant lands of fight and fire.
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Escape into the piece in my mind
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And climbing higher and higher.
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I nearly made it that time.
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I nearly got away.
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I nearly made it that time,
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But I always have to stay.
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I'm throwing out my tickets
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To the outside world.
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Lost interest in a drama
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Which is destined to unfold.
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I'm heading out for the shores
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Of a friendly land.
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Where every grain of sand
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Reaches out to shake me
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By the hand.
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I nearly made it that time.
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I nearly got away.
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I nearly made it that time,
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But I always have to stay.
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I nearly made it that time.
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I nearly got away.
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I nearly made it that time,
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But I always have to stay.
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I nearly made it that time.
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I nearly got away.
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I nearly made it that time,
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But I always have to stay.
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I nearly made it that time.
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Castles
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| Colosseum II |
