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And the walls kept tumbling down In the city that we love Grey clouds rolled over the hills Bringing darkness from above 

But if you close your eyes, does it almost feel like Nothing changed at all? And the walls kept tumbling down In the city that we love Grey clouds rolled over the hills Bringing darkness from above But if you close your eyes, does it almost feel like Nothing changed at all?
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