| Twin streams of traffic fix the new horizon
It could happen to anyone, anytime, anywhere
Keep your eyes fixed on the new horizon
I could be anyone, anytime, anywhere
Wait outside suffering
But nothing helps me when
I'm without it
Realise all hopes are dim
And hope that fate decides
Turn your back, don't bare your chin
And pray his memory's lasted one more year
Fill your mind with thoughts of sin
And hope that fate decides
Speak of conquests from within
To you your docile side is weak and thin
Converts to the cause are few and slim
We hope that fate decides
Turn your back don't bare your chin
And pray his memory's lasted one more year
Fill your mind with thoughts of sin
And hope that fate decides
Wait outside suffering
But nothing helps me when
I'm without it
Realise all hopes are dim
And hope that fate decides
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