Another home falls by the wayside
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A few old cushions stuffed with pride
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A hand is shaking from the rubble
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This spirit is still alive
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A servant bares his occupation
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Breaks his back just growing old
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Never mind his views were taken
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Just saw by the rules of old
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Less cities more moving people
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Rushing out with pride
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Less cities more moving people
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Hands that once were tied
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A church bell rang for the occasion
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The average man learns what's in store
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Now he sees where his life was taken
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Fighting heat, but growing old
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Less cities more moving people
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Rushing out with pride
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Less cities more moving people
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Hands that once were tied
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Is this what we call education
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Just watch the wheel of time revolve
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But why is this not what I'm thinking
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Just one mind and the unknown
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Less cities more moving people
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Rushing out with pride
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Cities are moving people
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Who just forgot their lives
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Less Cities, More Moving People
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The Fixx |