Nobody is talking about the hazy sky
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"Have the mountains gotten smaller
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Or is the water getting high?"
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There's a light up on the hill, illuminating glow
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I think I want to go
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But the light that keeps on burning
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Is on the same page you've been turning
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Ignorance for some is just a way of life
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There is no message I am sending just this thought process I own
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It's time to take it home
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Looking at the valley where everybody grinds
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I understand the purpose but there is no end in sight
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There's a little voice inside that tells us what to do
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How did we get this screwed?
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But the light that keeps on burning
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Is on the same page you've been turning
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Ignorance for some is just a way of life
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There is no message I am sending just this thought process I own
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It's time to take it home
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Take it home
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"We now return you to the music of Raman Raquello playing for you in the Maderian Room of the Park Plaza Hotel situated in downtown New York."
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Take It Home
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| No Use For A Name |
