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WORD WIL NEVER DAY ENOUGH
THEY ARE JUST BORN OF HOPE THAT SOMEONE WILL EVEN LISTEN
IN THIS SOLITUDE OF HEARTS
IN THE TRACES THAT ECHO THROUG THE ETHER
TIED TO MEANINGS, BOUND TO FATE
REASSURED BY THE SOUNDS THAT ECHO ACROSS THE AIRWAVES
TUNING THROUGH THE WAVES OF FAINT AND DISTANT SIGNALS
HOPING SOMEONE´S THERE OH HAVE WE TREID TOO MUCH
TRADED INNOCENDE FOR PROMISES OF GREATNESS
LEFT TO SEARCH, LEFT SEEKING OUR FOR A PART OF US THAT IS NO LONGER THERE-
WITH ALL THE PROWESS WE POSSESS
EXCHANGED THE GREATEST OF OURSELVES FOR ISOLATION
GLADLY WE SMILE AND CARRY ON UNAWARE OF THE SOLITUDE WE HIDE INSIDE-
BROADCASTING LIVE AROUND THE WORLD
ON THE AIR IN EVERY LAND
ONEVERY FREQUENCY ACROSS THE SURFACE OF THE EARTH
TO THE FURTHEST REACH
THIS IS OUR LIVE TRANSMISSION TO ALL THE PEOPLE OF THE WORLD
UNRELENTING
FOR ALL WHO ARE RECEIVING US FROM EVERY STATION ON THE EARTH
LOUD AND CLEAR
THIS IS OUR LIVE TRANSMISSION