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When a room an altar
and what beast that exist
it flies music from our lips
and steals a and blows it
out the mist
where castles on cliffs
and cobbled streets wind and drift
and moods are made and set but
this place where are low
and are big

We to sleep in day
and woke again the day
we learned to cheat the time
and find the
the clocks cannot define
as I up from that stage
I felt the thing had been made
And how it
And how it

How to
Something me howl
and to the core
ah if it was raining
then inside be a storm
we've got a of hands for climbing
and a pair of knees to
and a of balls for strength

and a pair of to sing
and these chords
say: music is the language of us all

To these songs is to be written
ah the chorus knows
what is in
and what is more the that sings us
is the thing makes us roar
I felt that beast 'kisso my
we clapped our
and heard them
was a trumpet and a call
a pack of Spaniards for more
is the language of us all
music is the of us all
is the language of us all
music is the of us all

I it hard to speak emotional
cos these things are the things
be said
and when it's struck it
the memory our heads
I wrote to play's
to be immortal for a
and the unknown hours
something
when the light out the lights
then we and yawn
to music that's the of us all