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Feel the calling of a miracle
In the presence of the word
Now we hold the right to rearrange
How the stories can be heard
In the beginning is the future
And the future is at hand
I'll be calling voices of Africa
Be the rhythm to the plan
From the Congo to Lenasia
Be the writing on the wall
I'll be calling the colors of India
See the Asian life explode
Head into the headlight
Don't turn from the rain
There's a fire raging somewhere near
Like a longtime friend
Who's seen it darker than ebony
Take off on the turnpike
(Asking for the first call)
Give me more of the same
(Asking for the first song)
There's a fire burning in my heart again
I'll be calling the dragons of China
See the dancers of the Nile
See the wings of change are on display
This revelation mine
Feel the calling of the miracle
In the presence of the word
Head into the headlight
Don't turn from the rain
There's a fire raging somewhere near
Like a longtime friend
Who's seen it darker than ebony
Take off on the turnpike
(Asking for the first call)
Give me more of the same
(Asking for the first song)
There's a fire burning in my heart again
Feel the calling of the miracle
This revelation mine
Head into the headlight
Don't turn from the rain
There's a fire raging somewhere near
Like a longtime friend
Who's seen it darker than ebony
Take off on the turnpike
(Asking for the first call)
Give me more of the same
(Asking for the first song)
There's a fire burning in my heart again
Feel the calling of a miracle
In the presence of the word
Now we hold the right to rearrange
How the stories can be heard
In the beginning is the future
HATA BİLDİR
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