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How much we try
But are we heard
In this empty space
In which we live
We will not bend
We will not give
We're waging war
While raising kids
It's so clear
But we can't see it
It's in the air
That we're breathing
It's so near
Yet we can't touch it
But it is here
And we love it
For life is good
And it's forever
It's in our blood
And our endevour
Higher, than the sky
Taller, than a man can reach
And if we break up
We are not beat
These are the times in which we live
These are the times in which we live
These are the times in which we live
It's so clear
But we can't see it
It's in the air
That we're breathing
It's so near
Yet we can't touch it
But it is here
And we love it
For life is pure
And it is special
I want more
Precious metal
It's not over
And it's not awful
For this is life
And it's immortal.
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