| Why did you separate me from the earth?
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| Oh my God
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| Why did you separate me from the earth?
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| My father
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| You drew lines miles high in steel or nuclear
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| The forests of Borneo, and white water in your mouth
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| I don’t want your future, and I’ll never return
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| I’ll be born into the past, I’m never, never coming home
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| Why did you separate me, me from the earth?
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| What did you stand to gain?
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| Why did you separate me from the earth?
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| The rotten bodies threaded gold, the pitch of hair and sticky meat
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| The sea life cut with plastic, a white cross gilded gold
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| A case of white doves laying in the boiling snow
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| A sharp knife of concrete, the blue line of tuna’s throat
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| I don’t want your future, I’m never, never coming home
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| I don’t want your future, I’ll be born before you’re born
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| Why did you separate me, me from the earth?
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| What did you have to gain?
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| Why did you separate me from the earth?
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| What did you have to gain?
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| Why did you separate me from the earth, from the earth, from the earth,
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| from the earth?
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| What did you have to gain? |