(D. Roeser - S. Roeser)
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In a purple vision
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Many thousand years ago
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I saw the silent stranger
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Walk the earth alone
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Twenty-seven faces
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With their eyes turned to the sky
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I've got a camera
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And an airtight alibi
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I know they're out there
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We see them coming
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Faster than the speed of light
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They greet us in the dead of the night
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Somewhere, someday, someone
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They'll be light and sound
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They'll alight on the ground
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On which we stand
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Somewhere, someday, someone
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Will help us to survive
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They're gonna show us hell
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And bring us back alive
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Well, I'm no poet, but I can't be fooled
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The lies don't count, the whispers do
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I hear the whispers on the wind
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They say the earth has fallen due
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We run in circles
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Our days are numbered
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Every night I look away
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To the heavens and I pray
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Come to us
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Come to us
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Our lights are dim
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Our roads are crumbling
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And we don't know what to do
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We're sick and tired
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And dying to meet you
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'Cause we bit off more than
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We can chew
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The Vigil
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| Blue Oyster Cult |
