RISE

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I should start with believing,

You turn lead into solid gold

I could start with believing

That you never grow old

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Used to be unsettled

Even by the sound of my wings

Potion in the kettle

And I’m hanging on your strings

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And I’ll rise, I’ll rise, with feathers flying

And I’ll rise, I’ll rise, high above

the magic that dies

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You should start with believing

Know that I work miracles

You should start with believing

And I’ll unfold my goals

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Vaporising colours,

people that I see in my ball

Like an wand I’m pointing,

dissolving all the walls

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Building starts with loving,

Loving starts with tenderness

Tenderness is resting

On respect, togetherness

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If you want to grow it,

Take an ounce of humanity

Add a bit of witchcraft,

And you just wait and see