Fire On The Streets

There’s fire on the streets
There’s blood in their eyes
They won’t be blinded
They’ll see through the lies

Whatever it means
It means more to me
Whatever has been said
Just gets in the way

History is a curse
When it’s written in stone
You can buy a piece of it
You can never own it

So take your dreams
Sell your schemes
In another place and time
We believe in right and golden light
At the end of the line
Just like we’ve been flying
And if you listen you’ll hear
If you want to stay near
Don’t fall behind the darkened sky

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