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The line breathes in the sun; a yellow stripe shimmers underfoot. We shuffle the heat along, pass a smile down the street, ticket man nodding to our nod. One voice starts; two more join; the pavement grows a heartbeat. Hold on, sing on; same road, same song. Coins ring silver; dust lifts laughing; jokes roll bright. Sun on glass; your step meets mine, left, right, a small design that fits. How long? Not long. Move strong; sing on. Low voices hum; the town breathes in and out, and the chorus finds us where we stand. Hold on, sing on; same road, same song; until the whistle says hey! hey! and the day lets go.
Lyrics
(Hee-ee-ey) the line breathes in the sun. Yellow line, we shuffle in the heat, pass a smile down the street. Ticket man nods; we nod back in beat. One voice starts; two more join—heartbeat under feet. (Do you hear it?) Hear it in the heat. Hold on, sing on Same road, same song Hold on, sing on Same road, same song Coin rings silver; jokes roll bright. Dust lifts laughing in the light. Sun on glass; your step meets mine. (Left—right) perfect design. [Leader:] How long? [Crowd:] (Not long!) [Leader:] Move strong! [Crowd:] (Sing on!) Low voices hum—the town breathing in and out. (Oh—oh—oh) the chorus finds us out. Hold on, sing on Same road, same song Hold on, sing on Same road, same song (Hey! hey!)
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