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Sonic Wind, honing in, on a tune that no one can hear perfect pitch, simple glitch, promises it would never appear in the skies (disguised)
Change in direction where birds never fly nor roam lie 'neath green valleys and wait for the call to come
Firetail bats, poised to attack to set ablaze the rafters and the roofs until the plan leaves the hand burns the site down to the ground through the ground
Craters are carving and wounds are left to weep sink to the table filtering through the years closing behind the nightmarish fears that run deep down in green valleys wait for the call to come when it's all over and the empty quarter returns to the emptiness again
5000 miles over airplane graveyards landmass oceans wide. over continents a sonic wind honing in on a tune no one can hear perfect pitch, simple glitch, promises... over the skies - in disguise
Change in direction a sonic wind is blowing and the fire it is burning down in green valleys where birds never fly nor roam over airplane graveyards, wait for the call to come and the sonic wind is whistling
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Anastacia : I do
Who are they anyway
With their sticks and stones
Don't they know that we know?
There's a chill within their bones
They blame and they mame
Make us feel so cold inside
But they cannot take us there cause we will fight
I think the-
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world's gone crazy
I think the world's gone crazy
I think the world's gone crazy
I think the world's gone crazy
Chorus:
Who wants a love without anger and rage?
I do
Who wants a world where a kid can be safe?
I do
Who-
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wants to pray for the end of the pain
For the calm at the end of the day
Where there's not always more of the same
I do
Wanna breathe
Wanna move
and not ever feel afraid
Wanna live in a place
Where the truth still find....
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