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If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one |
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Drying in the colour of the evening sun |
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Tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away |
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But something in our minds will always stay |
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Perhaps this final act was meant |
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To clinch a lifetime's argument |
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That nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could |
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For all those born beneath an angry star |
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Lest we forget how fragile we are |
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On and on the rain will fall |
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Like tears from a star, like tears from a star |
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On and on the rain will say |
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How fragile we are, how fragile we are |
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On and on the rain will fall |
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Like tears from a star, like tears from a star |
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On and on the rain will say |
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How fragile we are, how fragile we are |
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How fragile we are, how fragile we are |
