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From the long barrows of Wiltshire to the Pyramids
From the stone circles that challenge the scientist
And the Neolithic that tread the ancient avenues
The children that die forevermore exist
For the caveman won't leave you alone
For you and your gods alone
For leaving the centuries
For leaving the centuries
I have always been here before
Belief in my mind's opened the door
Look behind you, look behind you, you are always there
Twenty-one years old or maybe twenty more
Obelisks will mark the place you fell
Where children play, they will mark the place you fell
You are perfect, you are immeasurable
Comes death all no mortal remains
Like the grey weathered stones that you shelter behind
You are a monument of your very own
And I have always been here before
Belief in my mind's opened the door
We sell soul
We sell soul
We sell soul
We sell soul
The childish man, he shrinks back from the unknown world
And the grown man is threatened by sacrifice
He so ever protects himself from what is new and strange
It adds the man who's running from the past
And I have always been here before
Belief in my mind's opened the door
And I have always been here before
Belief in my mind's opened the door
I have always been here before
I have always been here before
I have always been here before
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