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Last ditch effort to communicate

And if you hear my voice then it might not be too late

You feel my heart, then we're tied by fate

Well, come on, come on, you can't understand it



The battle city on a Friday night, all right

The lonely people don't know that we're alive

Well, the city swears that it never lies

So come on, come on, hopeful romantics



The streets are dark and all the buildings burned

They were the only sign that we'd lived on this earth

They only fought 'cause they never learned

How to love like the spirit is faded



Their minds are sick and empty eyes are red, oh yeah

Their hearts are heavy and their hopes are all dead

The fever grows and the concrete spreads

Come on, don't look away

Hey, hey, hey



There'll come a time when they listen

There'll come a time when they listen, ah, ah

There'll come a time when they listen

There'll come a time when it's different, oh
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(Da-da-da, di-da)



There'll come a time when it's different

But not today

A time when it's different, oh

(Da-da-da, di-da)



There'll come a time when it's different

But not today

A day when it's different, oh

(Da-da-da, di-da)



There'll come a time when it's different

But not today

Well, not 'til we'll run and stop

(Da-da-da, di-da)



There'll come a time when it's different

But not today

Well, not 'til we'll run and stop

(Da-da-da, di-da)



Last ditch effort to communicate

If you hear my voice then it might not be too late

If you feel my heart then we're tied by fate

Can you see our hearts leavin'?



SOS, there's no end in sight

Good, free people, lock your visions up at night

Your sons are dead, now prepare to fight

Well, there's no consolation

Writer(s): Paul Sprangers, Scott Wells
Copyright: Spirit Warrior, Singing Horns
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