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I've Seen So Many Things These Days

Brave New World By Snaps Out Noe ....So you think you can fly?

Brave New World By Snaps Out Noe ....So you think you can fly?

Brave New World By Snaps Out Noe ....So you think you can fly?

Brave New World By Snaps Out Noe ....So you think you can fly?

Brave New World By Snaps Out Noe ....So you think you can fly?

Brave New World By Snaps Out Noe ....So you think you can fly?

Brave New World By Snaps Out Noe ....So you think you can fly?

Brave New World By Snaps Out Noe ....So you think you can fly?

Brave New World By Snaps Out Noe ....So you think you can fly?

I have travelled back from the 10th dimension, and many dark truths have been learned.... let me show you.... A thousand years ago you wouldn't know the difference no heretics running the show does it sound familiar though To the mystics, we're just some statistic can you believe it When you come to realise it shouldn't come as no surprise that your logic is labelled as lies by the devil in disguise To the mystics, we're just some statistic can you believe it but the question still remains do we have to pick a lane or we're made to feel the shame doesn't that sound insane To the mystics, we're just some statistic can you believe it

Can you see the lights that I see? Can you feel the rhythm between you and me? Can you stretch your arms and squeeze? And hear the sounds of the 80s? Do you think about the magic of multicoloured abstract art that tends to play the part from this sacred act of Dancing to the tune In a kaleidoscopic room While we turn into cartoons but the night ends too soon And so the DJ plays that song Makes us feel like we belong In a time that we’re not from But one that is never gone The record plays into the night The needle and groove locked in a fight We’re so high we’ve taken flight Only landing for the daylight Dancing to the tune In a kaleidoscopic room While we turn into cartoons but the night ends too soon Can you see the lights that I see? Can you feel the rhythm between you and me? Can you stretch your arms and squeeze? And hear the sounds of the 80s? Do you think about the magic of multicoloured abstract art that tends to play the part from this sacred act of Dancing to the tune In a kaleidoscopic room While we turn into cartoons but the night ends too soon

There's a strange haze tonight Dark clouds in the twilight They've got their search lights bright Keeping you in their sight An orange light fills the sky Sitting watching passers by They’ve all committed a crime Trying to escape this darkening time In the heat of it all And there’s no one to call There’s no point at all You just suffer it all Sirens scream as the neighbours sleep You’re little world is as it seems Simple wish for a simple dream Watch it unfold on your 6 inch screen Fires climb to endless heights The burning smoke creates the night They're all here for a pointless fight You could say that they know their rights