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Golden sky
At the end of the storm
Where the birds sing
A sweet and silver song
Where do you wanna be
Far away or here with me?
Hiding in our winter coats
Freezing off our little toes
Where do you wanna be
Far away or here with me?
Aiming high but shooting low
Sleeping giant undertow
Quite a story and a mouthful of lies
Now back to what's at stake
Now back to what matters most
This cultural backshift ghost
Golden sky
At the end of the storm
Where the birds sing
A sweet and silver song
Where do you wanna be?
Nothing left of your old street
Only the name it still rings
Where your dreams were tossed and blown
Where do you wanna be?
You should be happy, you're with me
Freedom remains, these are the chains
They will never break
Quite a story and a mouthful of lies
Now back to what's at stake
Now back to what matters most
This cultural backshift ghost
Golden sky
At the end of the storm
Where the birds sing
A sweet and silver song
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