<!-- Page Code:SmVmZmVyc29uiFN0YXJzaGlwiC0gV2luZHMgT2YgQ2hhbmdliA== --> walk softly through the desert sand careful where you tread underfoot are the visions lost sleeping not yet dead chorus: hang on – winds starting to howl hang on – the beast is on the prowl hang on – can you hear the strange cry winds of change are blowing by mountains crumble and cities fall don't
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