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 % Do you ever get the feeling, that it's all coming true

Do you ever get the feeling, that it's all coming true

  And it's all being realised by you

And it's all being recognised by you

  Do you ever get the feeling, what was prophesised was true

Do you ever get the feeling, Nostradamus told us true

  And it's all being witnessed now by you

And it's all being witnessed now by you

  The faces of the children, in the artist's loving hands

The waters of the oceans, and the rivers running dry

  Are all returning into sand

It brings a tear to your eye

  The waters of the oceans, and the rivers running dry

The faces of the children, in the artist's loving hands

  It brings a tear to your eye, don't let Terra die Go %(2)

Are all returning into sand, slipped right through our hands

  Do you ever get the feeling END