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Do you ever get the feeling That it's all coming true And it's all being realised by you? Do you ever get the feeling What was prophesied was true And it's all being witnessed now by you? The faces of the children In the artist's loving hands Are all returning Into sand. The waters of the oceans Like the rivers running dry, It brings a tear to your eye. Don't let Terra die. Do you ever get the feeling That it's all coming true And it's all being recognised by you? Do you ever get the feeling Nostradamus tolds us true And it's all being witnessed now by you? The waters of the oceans Like the rivers running dry, It brings a tear to your eye. The faces of the children In the artist's loving hands Are all returning Into sand And slipped right through our hands. Do you ever get the feeling? From Letras Mania