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Where do we go from here?
If our house is burning
Streets are all running with rain
And I’m on a train with no destination.
If paper was valued like gold
And feathers and scales were bought and sold.
They’d be fishing for fortunes and that’s why they’ve stolen the birds from the sky.
We’re raising our glasses to cheer, if we can find our way out of here.
If we can just drain the tap, unfold the treasure map,
And maybe in sorrow, beg, steal or borrow.
We were born yesterday, but we’re blamed for tomorrow.
Everybody join our carnival,
Just to be a particle.
Old hands stretch out of the grave
Saying, “That’s a new wave”
So praise the rays of the sun, they keep the hope in,
Fly high with ten thousand souls
Let go my hand while I take the controls.
Better to love this world, so cruel and so complex
Than to live every day of your life afraid of the next.
Everybody join our carnival,
Just to be a particle.
Old hands stretch up from the grave,
Say, “That’s a new wave”
Freely we are sailing, even if we’re failing,
Mistakes are made of gold. Mistakes are made of gold.
Vabljeni vsi na karneval
Da se odrinemo od tal
Generacija ljubezni, upanja, novi val.
Delajmo napake,
Čisto iz vsake
Izpira se zlato.
That’s a New Wave, that’s a new wave
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