Holland 1945

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The only girl I've ever loved 
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Was born with roses in her eyes 
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But then they buried her alive 
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One evening nineteen-forty-five 
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With just her sister at her side 
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And only weeks before the guns 
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All came and rained on everyone 
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Now she's a little boy in Spain 
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Playing pianos filled with flames 
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On empty rings around the sun 
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All sing to say my dream has come 

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But now we must pick up every piece 
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Of the life we used to love 
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Just to keep ourselves 
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At least enough to carry on 

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And now we ride the circus wheel 
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With your dark brother wrapped in white 
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Says it was good to be alive 
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But now he rides a comet's flame 
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And won't be coming back again 
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The Earth looks better from a star 
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That's right above from where you are 
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He didn't mean to make you cry 
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With sparks that ring and bullets fly 
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On empty rings around your heart 
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The world just screams and falls apart 

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But now we must pick up every piece 
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Of the life we used to love 
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Just to keep ourselves 
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At least enough to carry on 

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And here's where your mother sleeps 
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And here is the room where your brothers were born 
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Indentations in the sheets 
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Where their bodies once moved but don't move anymore 
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And it's so sad to see the world agree 
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That they'd rather see their faces filled with flies 
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All when I'd want to keep white roses in their eyes 

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