Good
morning, hurry up
In the land
of oportunities
We’ve got
the ace high
We’ve built
our own church
To worship
the gods of everyone
All gods
among us
Straight on
the line,
Just by not
being round-minded
We’re so
far away
So long
gone when the rain comes
So far
better than the good ones
So unique
And then,
why wouldn’t I
Live the
best of the simple
The obvious
untouchable goal
Living the
simple and fair
Love of
every day
Passion of
so long gone days
Dream of
the upcoming generations
Our one and
only.
Once in a
time.

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