08 Many people have tried this before

That day I walked out through the trees
Saw a vision of countless men being set men free
Somethings I-seek are not always meant to-be
And even the streets have been rearranged
But I-still believe that's it's coming and it's soon

There are so many things that have never changed
Since summer played out its favourite melodies
We were young back then and still are today
Long past sunset we talked of seeing his glory here
Of fallen men on their knees singing loud his song

Keep singing that song
Keep singing that song

We walked on air and sometimes lost our way
While the world was my own promised land
That night back then was in the last century
Our history will always be an unwritten page
Engraved on the hands of the one that sit's above

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