A Flock Of Seagulls – Messages

The hands on the clock

Cant hold back the time.

Without the clock

Theres no reason why.

Were sending messages,

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With hands held high

To the new sunrise,

With open arms

To the empty skies

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(from the rings of saturn.)

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Through space and time

For a million years,

(from the rings of saturn)

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(from the rings of saturn.)

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