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Written by dewey bunnell, ©1977
Found on harbor and highway.
The day we lost our voice with little choice, I can’t explain
An act of agony
And someone told me too that it’s true when you call aloud
It’s only destiny
Or is it mystery
But then we came around and sang our song and acted proud
And posed for memory
We made a cry to the underground
Are you there
I looked and saw that they were still around
But do you care
I drank a little bit, so underlit to see it now
The show was never seen
And all the time I lost is never lost
It’s only thumbing through eternity
We made a cry to the underground
Are you there
I looked and saw that they were still around
But do you care
Who are you going to see
What are you going to be
You made a cry to the underground
Are you there
I looked and saw that they were still around
But do you care
Are you there (are you there)
Are you there (are you there)
Are you there (are you there)
Are you there (are you there)
Are you there (are you there)
Are you there (are you there) ...
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