so much to say, so little time
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the words ring loud and true
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bring forth the graceful thought
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of benevolence, brightness, and hue
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like others i sing with mr. vox
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of strong desire burning
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for the one and only you
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hat pulled down, weight of the world
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weight of the world on his brow
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heart on his sleeves swinging fists
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swinging fists at what might be broken glass
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i don't believe in revolution
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or the stateman's ideology
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but i believe in you
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if i could rethink myself
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i might not act this way
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we push the clock of the world
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we wait for light but behold obscurity
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living in a cold sweat state
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cube of sugar singer
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i believe in you
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Brian's Song
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The Verve Pipe |