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Climbing up on Solsbury Hill
I could see the city light
Wind was blowing, time stood still
Eagle flew out of the night
He was something to observe
Came in close, I heard a voice
Standing stretching every nerve
I had to listen, had no choice
When illusion spins her net
I'm never where I want to be
And liberty she pirouettes
When I think that I am free
Watched by empty silhouettes
Who close their eyes, but still can see
No one taught them etiquette
I will show another me
To keeping silence I resigned
My friends would think I was a nut
Turning water into wine
Open doors would soon be shut
So I went from day to day
Though my life was in a rut
'Til I thought of what I'd say
Which connection I should cut
"From the Pain, come the Dream
from the Dream, come the Vision
from the Vision, come the People
and from the People, come the Power
from this Power, come the Change."
You can blow out a candle but you can't blow out a fire. Once the flames begin to catch, the winds will blow it higher.
All of the buildings, all of those cars
Were once just a dream
In somebodys head.
