Sep 2020
Despair is growing on every tree
In the world tonight
no matter where we are
Or who we are
Everywhere
our gardens are overrun
With hate
With fear
And disbelief
Each one of us
Crippled by defeat
In the world tonight
no matter where we are
Or who we are
Everywhere
our gardens are overrun
With hate
With fear
And disbelief
Each one of us
Crippled by defeat
(F/London)
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