only the young

a reprise of ‘we are the one’.

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Another night in any town.

You can hear the thunder of their cry.

Ahead of their time.

They wonder why.

 

In the shadows of a golden age.

A generation waits for dawn.

Brave carry on.

Bold and the strong.

 

Only the young can say.

They're free to fly away.

Sharing the same desires.

Burnin' like wildfire.

 

They're seein' through the promises

And all the lies they dare to tell.

Is it heaven or hell?

They know very well.

Only the young can say.

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Done