Some are born to
wander blind
And some are born to
endless night
But not this one!
Feeling our youth go
through our fingers
Like a razor to the
bone
Let's burn the dry
brush of our hearts
And fill them with
song once more
Deserts without
mirages
Generations without
rain
Let's shoot like
rockets through the sky
And leave this world
in flames

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