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I dreamt every word and letter meant the same to all of us, But oh, all those places I had to take account. The basement noise, the savior, it's not worth everyone and night just fits the picture, but all has come undone Now now now Now now now Now now now Now now now Those fires are harder to spot while burning in the sun I'll be around to hold you, but remember I'm just one and come March, April, May think past will return... Maybe we need a new savior Or many of all ages All preaching from the choir So maybe we need a new savior Or many of all ages All preaching from the choir Now now now Now now now Now now now Now now now From Letras Mania