The sea’s evaporatedThough it comes as no surpriseThese clouds we’re seeingTheir explosions in the skyIt seems it’s writtenBut we can’t read between the line HushIt’s okayTo dry your eye Dry your eyeSoulmate dry your eyeDry your eyeSoulmate dry your eyeCause soulmates never die This one world visionTurns us in to compromiseWhat good’s religionWhen it’s each other we despiseDamn the governmentDamn the killingDamn the lies HushIt’s okayTo dry your eyes To dry your eyesSoulmate dry your eyesDry your eyesSoulmate dry your eyes Cause soulmates never dieSoulmates never dieNever dieSoulmates never dieNever die…Soulmates never dieSoulmates never dieSoulmates never dieSoulmates never die

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Here’s to the crazy ones.

The misfits.
The rebels.
The troublemakers.
The round pegs in the square holes.
The ones who see things differently.

They’re not fond of rules.
And they have no respect for the status quo.

You can praise them, disagree with them, quote them,
disbelieve them, glorify or vilify them.
About the only thing that you can’t do, is ignore them.

Because they change things.

They invent. They imagine. They heal.
They explore. They create. They inspire.
They push the human race forward.

Maybe they have to be crazy.

How else can you stare at an empty canvas and see a work of art?
Or, sit in silence and hear a song that hasn’t been written?
Or, gaze at a red planet and see a laboratory on wheels?

We make tools for these kinds of people.
While some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius.

Because the ones who are crazy enough
to think that they can change the world,

are the ones who do.

Podem me chamar de macfag, mas os caras são fodas.

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