| I’m just a white girl
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| From a small, safe town
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| What could I possibly know about destruction?
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| My lawn sure looks green today
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| Underneath these suburban skies
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| But the little boy next door
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| Wants to be the Lord of the Flies
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| It’s like Cain and Able and the holy sacrifice
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| And I have to believe that God has closed his eyes
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| And if there is no Avalon and we only have one life
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| It’s hard to conceive why we let our brothers die
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| My bed is so safe here
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| And my rose-colored glasses, they’re broken
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| And how the truth leaks in And I, I can’t imagine
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| I saw it on the news tonight
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| That they’d announce his name
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| I saw the blood on his hands
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| And they told me to look away
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| I tell ya it’s like Cain and Able and the holy sacrifice
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| And I have to believe that God has closed his eyes
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| And if there is no Avalon and we only have one life
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| It’s hard to conceive why we let our sisters die
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| Why, why?
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| Why?
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| It’s a confusing civilization, darling
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| I tell ya It’s like Cain and Able and the holy sacrifice
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| And I have to believe that God has closed his eyes
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| And if there is no Avalon and we only have one life
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| It’s hard to conceive why we let our people die
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| We let 'em die
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| And watch them die |