Down below the feet were marching on
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There was glory calling, flowers were thrown
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Although the sun was shining
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The cold blue light of morning
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Can't melt the layers of dreams
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Left from the night before
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The dream goes on...
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Yes, the mood was stirring
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Yes, the eyes were shining
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To answer honours calling wreaths were laid
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All the girls were smiling
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The young men held a wine
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Marching on the dreams
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Left from the night before
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The dream goes on...
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Watch the smiles turning into tears
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They'll send the young men to war
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Down below the feet were marching on
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There was glory calling, flowers were thrown
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Although the sun was shining
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The cold blue light of morning
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Can't melt the layers of dreams
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Left from the night before
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The dream goes on...
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Same blood same sun
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The dream goes marching on...
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Vikings (Look Mum There's Vikings On The Tundra Again)
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| Snuff |
