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OK this is very unfinished and unpolished but it's a start...would appreciate anyone's thoughts on it.


We?re all on the run
From something we can?t see
But everyone is happy
And everyone is free

And I can feel the air
It?s warm on my face
I?ve never been so high
What is this place?

And you, you give me reason to believe
And now I see the world in a different light