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A little piece of you |
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The little peace in me |
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Will dieFor this is not |
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AmericaBlossom fails to bloom this season |
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Promise not to stare too long |
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For this is not a miracle |
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There was a time |
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A storm that blew so pure |
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For this could be the biggest sky |
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And I could have |
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The faintest idea |
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This is not |
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America, no |
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Snowman melting from the inside |
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Falcon spirals to the ground |
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So bloody red tomorrow's clouds |
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A little piece of you |
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The little peace in me |
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Will dieFor this is not a miracle |
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There was a time |
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A wind that blew so young |
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For this could be the biggest sky |
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And I could have the faintest idea |
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For this is not |
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AmericaThis is not america, no |
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This is not america |
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This is not america, no |
