| I look down the street but there’s no one there
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| In the cold, in the dark, in the night air
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| I call out for life but my heart feels despair
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| There’s no sign of a light in the cold dismal night
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| The lights have all gone the clothes are all torn
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| The people are gone but the victory’s won
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| I call out for life but it’s after the day
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| Now the people are gone just the city alone
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| Eyes look from the second floor
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| Down to the street below
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| Calm now the wind is slow
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| See posters once on the wall
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| Now washed away in the rain
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| Peeling from buildings tall
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| I’ll follow you friends to where life never ends
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| Make our mistakes again as our life lines descend
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| Time is like dust and the dust is like snow
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| As it covers the ruins of the life that you know
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| Trees once green now turned to stone
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| Objects that look like ghosts
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| All of them overgrown
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| Mist all sight and mind is blurred
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| Lie on your back and cry
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| Words uttered never heard
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| I look down the street but there’s no one there
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| In the cold, in the dark, in the night air
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| I call out for life but my heart feels despair
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| There’s no sign of a light in the cold dismal night
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| The lights have all gone the clothes are torn
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| The people are gone but the victory’s won
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| I call out for life but it’s after the day
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| Now the people are gone just the city alone |