And they say stories of it's strength
Put forth the mighty of it's being
Cheerish the presence of it
Bewildered with love of it
Silently, lying still, it griefs itself
Hover around the city panicked
For once it was chased
By the bullets of glorious rebels
And when the fight is never ending Neither heart nor mind is helping I wish to tear away the cloak And make you travel round the clock For the heart rhymes of love And the soul sets free a dove You just gaze into my eyes Yet you can't find the broken lies When the burden gets too heavy to hold I want to take the ugly road For the destination seems to gloom Till the hopes of being lost bloom Lost in crowd, you only wish to weep For the whispers of mine never sleep
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