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Rush A Show Of Hands

And the men who hold high places Must be the ones who start To mold a new reality Closer to the heart, closer to the heart The blacksmith and the artist

us Must rise and save us from ourselves Quick to judge, quick to anger Slow to understand Ignorance and prejudice And fear walk hand in hand

It's a war in paradise It's a cinderella story On a tumble of the dice Big money goes around the world Big money take a cruise Big money leave a

: Imagine a time when it all began In the dying days of a war A weapon -- that would settle the score Whoever found it first would be sure to do their

up the beat You can forget about the heat More than just survival More than just a flash More than just a dotted line More than just a dash It's a

in a single desire In the grip of a nameless possession -- A slave to the drive of obsession -- A spirit with a vision is a dream with a mission...

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Must rise and save us from ourselves. Quick to judge, Quick to anger, Slow to understand Ignorance and prejudice And fear Walk hand in hand.

: And the men who hold high places Must be the ones to start To mould a new reality Closer to the Heart The Blacksmith and the Artist Reflect it