Amen.
When the thunder rumbles now the age of God is dead.
And the dreams we've clung to, dying to stay young have left us parched and old instead.
When my courage crumbles, When i feel confused and frail.
When my spirit falters, on decaying alters.
And my illusions fade.
I go on right then.
I go on again.
I go on to say I will celebrate another day.
I go on.
If tomorrow tumbles, and everything I love is gone, I will face regret, All my days and yet I will still go on.
Lauda.
Lauda.
Laudae.
Lauda.
Lauda- de- da- de- dae.

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