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In nervous hands
We hold a miracle
With it a chance
To make it double
But when we're talking
All the Gods are up
We have to try
To be more natural than shrewd
And then maybe we can make something of this
All that we are are
And all we've ever known
Is intertwined
Here at the cross roads
Around the junction
The lights are frozen
We must decide
on the safest way to move
And then maybe we can make something of this
We can make something of this
We can make something of this
No one would bet their boots
That we could jump through hoops
No???
No???
From every side
The eyes are watching us
They dare not hide
They want the best for us
It's hard to think when
The crowds are talking
And if we try
We'll surely make a mistake or two
But then maybe we'll have made something of this
We can make something of this
We can make something of this
We can make something of this
We can make something of this
We can make something of this