A moving stream of information
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That is floating on the wind
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The secrets never end
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And now they call,
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They sing, they play, they dance
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For you, from out of the blue,
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What can you do?
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Chorus: the secret messages are calling to me endlessly
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They call to me across the air
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The messages across the atmosphere
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They whisper in your ear, they're calling everywhere
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Where words cascade like rainbows tumbling from the sky
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Then I'll be there, I'll be there
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When messages will call to you their secrets all around
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Without a sound, they're all around
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Chorus
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Those secret messages that spill into the air from far away
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So far away
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A flowing river of illusion running with confusion
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Never gone - it goes on and on
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Chorus
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Secret Messages
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| Electric Light Orchestra |
