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I see the landscape before me |
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So beautiful it makes me smile |
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Those whispering sounds in silence |
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Reaching for me, trying to warn me... once again |
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Wake up to sense the violence |
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Right and wrong, clear and strong |
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Whispering sounds in the darkness |
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"The time will come to undo what you have done..." |
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"What if the seas can't save you |
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From the fires of this world... |
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You left no trees to keep you |
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on the surface, when the day comes..." |
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"The push that you gave derailed me |
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... on my knees, broken seals |
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Your vagary led to the silence..." |
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... I can't hear you. |
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"Please, cast the die |
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Paint the horizon with the right shade of red |
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When the oceans rise |
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Mother cleans the slate and the cradle becomes |
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your grave..." |
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"What if the seas can't save you |
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From the fires of this world... |
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You left no trees to keep you |
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on the surface, the oceans rise..." |
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Under the sky... |
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we create our future |
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Towards the end we tend to forget |
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Is world such a bad place? |
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Why are we wrecking the sphere? |
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Four seasons turn into two, |
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Two less seats in the ancient guild |
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The bond is now obsolete... |
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You gave us the roots and the wings, |
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the more you gave, the more we parted from you. |
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This days seems so infinite |
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We never learnt to be afraid... |
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Pray no, you should not pray now |
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Must believe in yourself |
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All the choices you make |
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Will define you in the end |
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Truly, we're a lost cause |
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A tiny rhymeless word |
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In the poem of time |
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"What if the seas can't save you |
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From the fires of this world... |
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You left no trees to keep you |
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back to surface, when the oceans rise..." |
