Night sky and city
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Keeps us in
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Life signs of pity weep within
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Games of reality are hard to win
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The child of the Third World looks so thin
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Dangerous visions, taunt me
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Ancient memories, haunt me
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Future decisions, confuse me
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The story so far just eludes me
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The man on the pavement catches your eye
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You look in amazement, he's decided to die
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The crowd have engagements, they're just passing by
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The child of the Third World, is wondering why
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Dangerous Visions
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| Hawkwind |
