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How many feet have walked this road
Whose shadows stretched on the path before me
And how many more are still to come
And make their own way
And still we dance on
The choices made affect us all
But only few will seek the answer
And fewer still will risk the fall
To make their own way
And still we dance on
Falling, falling, still we dance on
Falling, falling, still we dance on
Falling, falling, still we dance on
Falling, falling, falling
Riches gained can build a wall
But riches stored in hearts are stronger
And stones of gold will someday fade
To show our own way
And still we'll dance on
Falling, falling, still we dance on
Falling, falling, still we dance on
Falling, falling, still we dance on
Falling, falling, falling
Still we dance on