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- You can't choose what stays and what fades away.
- And there’s fantasy, there’s fallacy, there’s tumbling stone.
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- When will you open your eyes.
- Mama told me when I was young, come sit beside me, my only son.
- Acoss the border they turn water into wine.
- Did you really think we wouldn't notice?
- We'll slip across the border on the wrong side of right.
- Dreams of Santa, dreams of snow.
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