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Can you see me, are you near me? Can you hear me crying out for life? Can you tell me, where's the glory? Ride the days and sail the nights When it's over, find the answer Running in the whispering rain Anno Mundi, can you wonder Truth or thunder, life or blame Do you see a vision of a perfect place? Does it make you laugh, put a smile on your face? Do you need a mirror, do you see it well? Does the hand of God still toll the bell? There are people laughing, they're all laughing at you If only they could see what you're saying was true, ooh yeah Still generals fighting, making war on the world Don't they know, don't they know? No, no, no As the wind in the night blows cold Your eyes are burning And the sands of our time grow old Anno Mundi, yeah Do you follow the path that so many tread? Are you among the blind so easily lead? Do you join in the war, do you fight for the 'cause? Depend on another to fight it alone As the wind in the night blows cold Your eyes are burning And the sands of our time grow old, no, no, no Can you see me now, oh, can you hear me now? Oh, no Can you tell me where's the glory? Ride the days and sail the nights When it's over, you'll find the answer, running in the rain Truth or thunder, life or blame There's a hope that's growing and a vision too All those angry hearts now reach out for you Do you look to the dawn, see a new day begun? No longer the fool, the vision is done As the wind in the night blows cold Your eyes are burning And the sands of our time grow old Your eyes are burning As the wind in the night blows cold Your eyes are burning And the sands of our time grow old Your eyes are burning
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