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Grimly I recall a child who greeted life with open arms |
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But this child had to become a man |
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His own crops to sow |
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And 'neath the shade of sanity |
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Their bitter taste would grow |
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With false pretence were written |
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The articles I signed |
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Once aboard, to nothing came |
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All that I designed |
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If this bitter taste of anger could be washed away |
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Maybe I could trust the promise |
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Of another day |
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If only I could... |
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Cry, cry |
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Salty tears on dusty ground |
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Inner screams that make no sound won't echo |
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Wish that I could cry, cry |
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Fertile tears on barren soil |
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No longer trying to recoil |
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But rather learning to enjoy |
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Life as it be |
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Tears of anger make a man of me |
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I long for a time ere the mysteries were solved |
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As the blanks on the map were filled |
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The blanks in our hearts were growing |
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Now that all roads lead back here |
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There's no point in going |
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I want to master more |
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Than just staying afloat |
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I long to write a tale that differs |
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From what others wrote |
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If this sense of longing could be washed away |
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Maybe I would meet the challenge |
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Of another day |
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If only I could... |
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Cry, cry |
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Salty tears on dusty ground |
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Inner screams that make no sound won't echo |
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Wish that I could cry, cry |
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Fertile tears on barren soil |
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No longer trying to recoil |
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But rather learning to enjoy |
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Life as it be |
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Tears of longing make a man of me |
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There's no way to cut the Gordian Knot |
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Of past webs entangled |
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The cry inside you try to fight |
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So free breath is strangled |
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We might only have our berth onboard this vessel once, no more |
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Would that I could cut the ropes and finally leave the shore |
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Seems to me that we must walk the plank with open eyes |
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And not for shattered hearts of men |
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Do the seagulls cry... |
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Cry, cry |
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Salty tears on dusty ground |
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Inner screams that make no sound won't echo |
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Wish that I could cry, cry |
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Fertile tears on barren soil |
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No longer trying to recoil |
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But rather learning to enjoy |
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Life as it be |
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Tears of sorrow make a man of me |
