High Hopes
| Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young |
| In a world of magnets and miracles |
| Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary |
| The ringing of the division bell had begun |
| Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway |
| Do they still meet there by the Cut |
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There was a ragged band that followed our footsteps |
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Running before time took our dreams away |
| Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground |
| To a life consumed by slow decay |
| The grass was greener |
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The light was brighter |
| With friends surrounded |
| The nights of wonder |
| Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us |
| To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side |
| Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again |
| Dragged by force of some inner tide |
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At a higher altitude with flag unfurled |
| We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world |
| Encumbered forever by desire and ambition |
| There's a hunger still unsatisfied |
| Though down this road we've been so many times |
| The grass was greener, The light was brighter |
| The taste was sweeter, The nights of wonder |
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With friends surrounded, The dawn mist growing |
| The water flowing, The endless river |
| Forever and ever |
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