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In this jury There are peddlers and disbelievers In this fountain There are silver dollars and penniless creatures Chorus: It's your gravity and your hot air balloons That keep you real and dare to dream with you That when they pull you too far You must learn to forgive and ask your heart Will I lose a friend Striving to contend? Will I destroy this trust When I want the best for us? Should I hold your hand No matter what you plan? For every hour you need I will follow if you lead In this home There is family and just familiar faces In this pilgrimage We disavow our brothers and confide in strangers Chorus Would you have believed SongtexteThat the earth was flat or round? Would you have bet you lived before Or is this your first time around? Do you believe we're here to learn? Do you dream in black or white Or are you coloring your lost and found To make it bright? Chorus Aus Songtexte Mania