‘Cause every moment is a chance to define what you want to become You’re not a slave to things you’ve done Be brave and be bold, be childish and old

I hear the voices of my childhood singing
It’s the world beyond those doorways where we used to play

‘Cause every moment is a chance to define what you want to become
You’re not a slave to things you’ve done
Be brave and be bold, be childish and old
It’s the same old story
Every life needs a hope of glory

But you can’t be an old fire if you were burning with a new flame
So remember that you were never a forgotten name
‘Cause I know a land called the Land of the Living
It’s the world beyond those curtains where we learned the play

I was born to be free, you were born to free me…

Oh, we’ll go back, we’ll go back to the beginning
And we’ll pickup on the trails of forgotten ways

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