We heard the rumble of a faint explosion,
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Sending waves that tremble underground.
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It was the sound of a new decision.
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We are debris of a system going down.
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All we wanted was,
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All we needed was,
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In their hands.
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If our bodies fell cold and lifeless,
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Would you consider collapsing next to mine?
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Or if you want to march down Market,
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I would like to be there by your side.
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All I wanted was,
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All I needed was,
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In your hands.
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Now I know what this city's like in November,
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It makes me want to walk and walk forever.
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So here we stand on 18th and a moment,
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Years apart but sharing all we have and all we know.
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The streets were screaming song.
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They sang imagine through John Lennon.
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He stopped and spoke with me.
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On that San Francisco apartment balcony.
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Imagine a free world.
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Imagine a nation beautiful and true.
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You heard him speaking too,
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Imagine me tangled up with you.
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But you don't always get what you beg for,
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We've spoken once of several times before.
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No, just don't walk out that door!
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When can I see you again?
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All I am, all I was, and all I need is in your hands
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Flagstaff
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Facing New York |