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A paper crane, in a dirty drain, trying to dry her wings. |
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The atom split between her lips in the final stage. |
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The chemicals dissolve and the family disappears. |
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She sees her life slip between the cracks in the atomic age |
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Like a shot in the vein. |
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Can a pilot see the the distant arc of history? |
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A thousand suns all burst at once in a blinding rage. |
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We need a drug, we need something to takw the dreams away |
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Because the dream of peace has gone to sleep in the passing lane |
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Like a shot in the vein. |
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Theres a black dog hanging by a string |
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In the flutter of a thousand paper wings. |
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You put your faith in the chemicals |
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But you fear the crash and you over react |
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and you hear the bomb going off |
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Then you see the flash and it's all out of synch. |
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When you take bitter pills |
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No sugar coat can mask the taste. |
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A thousand paper cranes |
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Left out in the rain. |
