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| The only girl I've ever loved |
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| Was born with roses in her eyes |
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| But then they buried her alive |
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| One evening 1945 |
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| With just her si | ster at her side |
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| And only weeks before the guns |
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| All came and rained on everyone |
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| Now she's a little boy in Spain |
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| Playing pianos filled with flames |
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| On empty rings around the sun |
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| All sing to say my dream has come |
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| But now we must pick up every piece |
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| Of the life we used to love |
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| Just to keep ourselves |
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| At least enough to carry on |
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| And now we ride the circus wheel |
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| With your dark brother wrapped in white |
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| Says it was good to be alive |
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| But now he rides | a comet's flame |
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| And won't be com | ing back again |
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| The Earth looks better f | rom a star |
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| That's right above from where yo | u are |
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| He didn't mean to make y | ou cry |
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| With sparks that ring an | d bullets fly |
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| On empty rings a | round your heart |
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| The world just screams a | nd falls apart |
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| But now we must pick up | every piece |
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| Of the l | ife we used to love |
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| Just to keep ourselves |
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| At least enough | to carry on |
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| And here | 's where your mother sle | eps |
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| And here | is the room where your | brothers were bo | rn |
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| Indentions in th | e sheets |
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| Where their bodi | es once moved bu | t don't move anymore |
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| And it's | so sad | to see t | he world agree |
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| That they'd rath | er see their faces fill | with flies |
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| All when I'd want to kee | p white roses in | their eyes |
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