From his 1982 album The Golden Age of Wireless Lyrics: Switch off the thoughts and let the heart choose who you were meant to be Flick to remote and let the physique glide there is no enemy Etch out a future of your own design properly tailored to your requirements Then fan the flame and preserve the dream alive of a continent, a continent, a continent, a continent, a… Windpower There is no enemy Switch of the thoughts and let the heart choose We’re a continent, a continent, a continent, a continent, a… Shatter the lens and grind it into sand one measured exposure Scatter the seed and furrow in our land the future is roses, roses Switch off the mind and let the heart decide there is no enemy Lift up the hearts of this your only tribe We’re a continent, a continent, a continent, a continent, a… We’re a continent, a continent, a continent, a continent, a…
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