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We walk the hills that scorn

Our feeble attempts to be born

We dream of the eternity

That some lover will provide for us

To set us free

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But never a brand new day !
Doing the same ole thing !

We

Get so lost in the make pretend


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It's time to go

Reality has already gone !

It's time to go

Find the HOME.
that we promised

Would be there



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