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They lit the fire
And I can't breathe anymore
So many years blind
And now that I'm here
I wonder

Do you mind if I sing?
Do you mind if I sing?
Do you mind if I sing?
Do you mind if I sing?

Take me down
The drug dealers line up
Like stars in companies and parties
Code blue
What to do?
Trapped like a miner in San José

Bad years, good years
Without a guardian and without rye
Cul-de-sac, no way out
Is it true or Is it true
That it's a lie'

What are you gonna do?
What are you gonna do?
What are you gonna do?
What are you gonna do?
What are you gonna do?
What are you gonna do?
What are you gonna do?
What are you gonna do?

They lit the fire
There's no sea
To hold me back
So many years blind
And now that I'm here I wonder

If my life is the streets
Whether calm or deadly
With their cracks and worldwide
Could it be that I am my street?

If my life is my wounds
Whether given, received
Or still open
Could it be that I am my wounds?

Chemo, wedding, graduation
Unforgiving dictatorship
Black holes, dear life
Path to perdition

Cold and meager nights
Warm and wide
Alone, together or just together
By hope

What are you gonna do?
What are you gonna do?
What are you gonna do?
What are you gonna do?

What is life? A frenzy
What is life? An illusion
A shadow, a fiction
A shadow, a fiction

And the greatest is the smallest
That all life is a dream
All life is a dream
Dreams are dreams